Extolling the virtues of upcycling way before the term even existed, this ethos of making good use of the things that you find has been ingrained into my psyche.
I blame Tomermory and Tomsk totally for my inability to walk past a skip without checking it out.
Madame Cholet was the archetypal forager, cooking up delights such as daisy buns and grassbread sandwiches.
I truly believed they existed. I still like to think that they do.
Wouldn't it be great. Think how much Merton Borough Council could save on their street cleansing budget.
In a bid to teach Ruby the Wombling ways, I picked up this 1976 annual. Once we've read all the stories, in true Womble fashion, I intent to use it for crafting, making cards and other goodies for like-minded children of the seventies.
In a rummage through a box of sewing patterns in a charity shop, I found this!!!!
Oh my Wombling word. Make your own Wombles. Can you imagine?
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