I’ve had some pretty amazing presents in my time. Six boxes of different coloured threads and a Paul Klee print are two of the highlights. Bopa and Uncle Birdie came to stay on Friday night and brought with them a pretty AMAZING present! Here it is…four wonderful old bottles of ink. The bottles themselves are enough to cause me paralysis by ecstasy but all that beautiful, swishing, swirling ink actually made me salivate.
The coda to that story is that it was nearly all lost to Little Owl’s helpfulness. I’m sure small children have a warp drive sometimes. Lost in admiration of the green ink I turned to Little Owl’s shout of “Mummy” to see her manhandling the magenta ink towards me! If it had ended in crashing horror do you think she would have been magenta all her life?
