Hello Everybody, how are things going with you? I have the tea brewing and a nice selection box of very chocolatey chocolate biscuits. I wondered if I could share something a little bit different with you today? Please don’t tell the little houses what I’m about to tell you, you know what they’re like, we’ll never hear the end of it. They are very possessive of their airtime…
So, whilst they’re not at the table, here is a little something I made just before Christmas. He came about because of serendipity (one of my favourite words)
My friend had been telling me the story of an African Grey Parrot who flew into his house when he and his family were living abroad a few years ago. Said parrot made himself at home and quickly became a member of the family. They named him Peter. Then, one day, the front door was left ajar and he flew off. Forever. Never to be seen again. Which was sad because they had all become very fond of him. And that was the end of the story. Or at least I thought it was…
Later that same day, whilst rootling through my cotton reel stash, I discovered a reel called ‘’Parrot Grey’… As you can imagine my mind was overcome with happy coincidence thoughts… and well… What would you have done?…
Peter the Paper Parrot came to be. Let’s hope the paper Peter doesn’t take it into his head to leave…
Uh-oh… Quick! Hide! I think I hear the little houses returning… xxx