my creative space

This week I have been thinking, writing lists and imagining what I will do when I'm recovered from this (hopefully) last in a line of viruses (virii?), and doing the bare minimum of "doing".

After trawling around blogland this morning, though, I'm feeling somewhat humbled - I've just seen what Curlypops has been doing while once again surrounded by medical students. I really should get started on that list (well the easy jobs anyway).

I did manage one little burst of creativity ... and even have a "tutorial" for you(with apologies to all of you who do real tutorials about really clever things).

1. Go through overflowing ribbon box (I'm sure I'm not the only one who rummages through the rubbish bins on christmas day to ensure no ribbon is left behind...) and find a few nice ribbons


2. Fold ribbons in half, loop onto old bangles (or in our case, old baby toys), and pull through

3. Inspect for quality


4. Put on dancing pants, dancing skirt and, um, dancing shoes

5. Turn on Tchaikovsky, or Justine Clarke if you prefer, and dance....

Pop into Kirsty's for more creative types...

Edited to add: when I said rummaging through rubbish bins, I meant just the bins full of wrapping paper that other family members throw out, not actual rubbish, and not actual strangers' bins... just in case you were wondering...