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Unexpected tears in the museum...
It was a Monday. The Museum was closed to the public and it was the first day in a while that both children had been at school. I was a...
Unexpected tears in the museum...
It was a Monday. The Museum was closed to the public and it was the first day in a while that both children had been at school. I was a...
Are you living with a vicious bully too?
I couldn’t tell you exactly the moment when I became aware that I had a vicious bully of a Sergeant Major living in my head. It’s something I lived with...
Are you living with a vicious bully too?
I couldn’t tell you exactly the moment when I became aware that I had a vicious bully of a Sergeant Major living in my head. It’s something I lived with...
Skulls and Skills
As we descended the steps, leaving the sunshine behind and plunging into an ever colder atmosphere I tried hard to banish thoughts of cellar based horror stories from my mind....
Skulls and Skills
As we descended the steps, leaving the sunshine behind and plunging into an ever colder atmosphere I tried hard to banish thoughts of cellar based horror stories from my mind....
Magic in the Classroom
Just 24 hours before I was due to run a workshop I had to put out an emergency call to neighbours and friends. “Please save all your bottle lids for...
Magic in the Classroom
Just 24 hours before I was due to run a workshop I had to put out an emergency call to neighbours and friends. “Please save all your bottle lids for...
A is for ART, B is for...
The stereotypical idea of an artist's life is a romantic one: struck by sudden inspiration at all hours, living a bohemian life in poverty, unappreciated until after death. Or for the lucky few: being...
A is for ART, B is for...
The stereotypical idea of an artist's life is a romantic one: struck by sudden inspiration at all hours, living a bohemian life in poverty, unappreciated until after death. Or for the lucky few: being...
Museum Magic
Sometimes I have to pinch myself. One beautiful crisp morning last week I found myself heading into town on my cargo bike, before the shops opened and the crowds of...
Museum Magic
Sometimes I have to pinch myself. One beautiful crisp morning last week I found myself heading into town on my cargo bike, before the shops opened and the crowds of...