Much of my work features my handspun yarn, I think that the randomness of it gives life to the finished piece. I started off as a knitter then I learned to spin to be able to get the yarns that I wanted to knit but could not buy. That lead to dyeing and carding fibre to get exactly the effects I wanted. I learned to weave when I thought that I was going to have to stop knitting (what would I do with all that yarn?) but it turned out that my hand condition was not the knit stopper that I feared. It was all for the best, there was a big learning curve with weaving that I might not have attempted if my hand hadn't been forced.

I do it all, dye the wool, turn the handle on the carder, spin, weave, twist the fringes and write the names on the envelopes. The only hands in use are mine and I do only have the two of them. This is the reason why everything you see in the shop is ready to go now. Life is too short to be stressing about deadlines.

As my friends and family are now fully equipped with all the handspun, handwoven items they will ever need my hands are now busy making things that I don't need as gifts. l like the idea that they will go to someone far away, I'll never get to go to these far flung places but my work will. You get the first pick of the fibre that I dye for myself, I keep the dyer's mistakes and those colour combinations that turn out not so well as I imagined.