A Little Chat About Where It All Began You know, sometimes the best ideas just pop into your head when you least expect them, often while you are just pottering about, maybe making a cuppa or watching the telly. I remember one crisp autumn morning, the kind where the air smells of woodsmoke and possibility, I was just tidying up the workbench, a pile of various bits and bobs glinting under the diffused studio light. My mind, as it often does, started wandering through all the wonderful things we conjure up here. There was a particular joy in thinking about the smaller, more detailed bits and pieces, the sort of delicate treasures that truly s...
