Broadsheet on the Bus

Reading a broadsheet on the bus; a sure sign of self-importance

So you sit there, with your pointy elbows at ribcage height, crinkling and fussing and flicking. You’d be the very first one to harumpf about the gormless guy with no chin listening to his headphones too loud, or the gaggle of silly girls playing with their ring-tones, without seeing your own anti-social behaviour is just as annoying.

And then you skip past Dilbert! What is wrong with you?!


Hold the buttercup under your chin

In the summer, we used to pick buttercups. You hold one under your chin, and the yellow light reflecting up off it tells you how much you love butter.

Bonus! Found these little brooches I made some time ago, also with a buttercup theme. If anyone would like one, send an email to, and I’ll pop it in the post for you. I have 6/8 left.

Small brooches with yellow beads

Warning: Contains small, shiny parts; do not give to magpies or children under three.