…is to display their child’s artwork on the fridge, attached with fridge magnets. Change “parent” to “husband” and here you have DM displaying my rather beautiful print on the fridge door with fridge magnets.

It’s more than a little surprising how proud you can be over a simple print, made from a quarter of a polystyrene pizza package with a pattern bodged into it with a pencil. I am indeed dead proud of my work, now displayed on the fridge. I’m pretty sure that I’ve not really done any printing before other than potato prints. I’m equally sure I didn’t realise how much fun some of this stuff would be or how it would bolster my self-esteem.

I know that again, for the second day in 3 days, I have not produced a photo of any artistic merit but it’s Sunday evening, I am tired after a day of preparation for tomorrow and therefore it’s the best I can do. What I can say is this – I should have done some art night school classes years ago to help relieve stress and to bring me some comfort and joy.