So to my paint box I went again last night with a good cup of herbal tea. And with Mittens the Kittens curled up beside me and a Netflix movie, I opened my watercolour journal.
I started to dip and dap a little watery paint on to the page and soon I found myself back into that land of whimsical doodles, where creativity can sometimes run a little wild.
As I imagined all that there was to see in such a colourful place as the Imaginary Secret Garden, I noticed a small red polka dotted grey short-tailed Quibble Chicken running through the doodle flowers.
Now being a Quibbler, it started to nit- pick and quibble when it seen me standing there with a paint brush in my hand. So, as not to upset my little fowl-feathered friend, I put down my brush and closed my colouring book.
And with the last sip of my tea I thought to myself that to let one’s imagination run carefree and wild can sometimes be a very good thing!.