A Cuppa, A Chat, and A Spark of Genius Right then, settle in, grab yourself a proper cuppa, and let's have a chinwag. You see, every now and then, usually when I’m halfway through my second digestive biscuit, an idea just pops. It’s never a grand, earth-shattering revelation, more like a gentle nudge from the universe. One particularly grey Tuesday, while humming along to some terribly cheesy 80s pop, I was idly fiddling with a leftover snippet of rose gold wire – you know, the sort that usually ends up in the 'bits and bobs' jar. And that, my friends, was the humble, slightly biscuit-crumb-flecked genesis of our utterly charming Rose Gold In...
