“We look at the world once, in childhood. The rest is memory.”

Louise Gluck

Some of my fondest creations stem from childhood. Like manning a little stall in my village, piled high with the sourest lemonade my grubby little hands could make, alongside my homemade ‘perfume’ which consisted of every flower petal I could find, mushed into water in the sink and bottled.

Now I am all grown up…. well, nothing has changed really…

If you are interested to know more about my services, please get in touch