Saturday, 11 August 2012

The year of the flower press

Hurrah for the good old days? Long summer days and simple pleasures where a colour television was high technology? Forget about the Shipman's meat paste, static shocks from the nylons flares and pseudo victorian family values.
I remember my flower press and a rather dog-eared book on wildflowers. Guess what the Pickle got for her birthday? A flower press and the most amazing wild flower book. We have been so busy since then. Petals are great to make fairy dresses from and of course they make great cards.
Smug mum? Moi? Only totally! Xx

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