Friday, 12 December 2014

An ME Christmas Hit.

I may have spent my morning changing the words to Mariah Carey's popular Christmas hit to make it more M.E appropriate. Maybe. 
(I think this is probably the first post I've done without pictures, but I'm busy making Christmas presents. I may illustrate this in the future though.)

Hopefully this'll give any fellow spoonies a smile.


All I want for Christmas is Spoons. An ME Christmas Hit.

I don't want a lot for Christmas
There is just one thing I need
I don't care about the presents
I just want some energy

I just want strength of my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is spoons, yeah.

I don't want a lot for Christmas
I just want some energy 
I would quite like to be able 
To decorate the Christmas tree

I had better pass on dancing
(Coz my legs won't take the strain)
A small workout is all I’ll manage
With lots of rests on Christmas Day

I just want strength of my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is spoons,
Spoons, baby

Oh, I won't ask for much this Christmas
I won't even wish for snow
That would be counTERproductive
The cold exhausts me, don't you know?

I won't make a list and send it
To the North Pole for Saint Nick
I am bound to be awake for
Insomnia! It makes me sick! 

'Cause I just want to sleep all night
And wake up in the morning, bright
What more can I do?
Baby, all I want for Christmas is spoons
Spoons,  baby

Oh, all the lights are shining
So brightly everywhere
(But flashing gives me brain fog -
So on and keep it there)

And everyone is singing
Quiet, please; my head, it's ringing
Santa, won't you bring me the thing I really need?
Oh, I don’t want to be a Spoonie-e-e-e!

Oh, I don't want a lot for Christmas
This is all I'm asking for
I just want to go out walking
There’s a big wide world outside my door

Oh, I just want strength of my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
Baby, all I want for Christmas is spoons 
Spoons, baby

All I want for Christmas is spoons, baby
All I want for Christmas is spoons, baby
All I want for Christmas is spoons, baby

All I want for Christmas is spoons, baby

Saturday, 15 November 2014

The Anatomy of Jessicat Fletcher

As many of you will know, I have a cat called Jessicat Fletcher. She is adorable and I love her, despite the many cat lady jokes I’ve received (thanks guys, love you too). 
I’ve not done any posts specifically on her before, mainly because I was worried that once I started I'd be unlikely to stop. Only time will tell.

Although I’m technically her owner, I feel that Jess has given me an insight on what it would be like to have a sibling. Basically, my mum feeds us and gets our names mixed up, and, in between short bouts of cuddling, we try to see how much we can irritate each other before the other one snaps.
Please let me know if my only-child conclusions are accurate.

Whilst drawing her it kind of turned into a homage to Sophie Corrigan, who does a lovely series of anatomy images you should check out. So this one's for you, Sophie C.

Finally, my Window Shopper Christmas cards sold out in 5 days! Holy crap! Thanks to everyone who bought some, I hope they get you in the festive spirit.


Thursday, 6 November 2014

Christmas Cards!

It's that time again, people!

My Christmas cards have just arrived from the printers, and once their cellophane wrappings have arrived (so they don't get damaged in the post) they will be ready to purchase!

The cards are A5, with crisp white envelopes. After much debate with myself, others and the printers, the inside of the cards are blank, so you can write your Christmassy messages to all and sundry.

There will be options to buy single cards for £1.50, packs of 6 for £5.50 and packs of 10 for £8.50 (plus postage).

(All cards are kitty approved)

Saturday, 1 November 2014

And now for something completely different...

My halloween costume!

In honour of both Halloween and the fact that Hurdy Gurdy are doing a Sherlock themed event at the Museum of London in November I give you my high-fuctioning sociopath...

(Guest appearance from J Furriarty)

(my normal face)

The workshop at the Museum of London is making paper disguises so come along if you can and become your own Master of Disguise!


Tuesday, 21 October 2014

The Feminist Bee

I often have incredibly detailed and bizarre dreams. I spend a great deal of my time asleep battling the forces of evil, and at 28 I still have flying dreams on a fairly regular basis. I once had a dream that I was on a guided boat tour of a city where every massive building was supported by intricately carved giant elephants doing circus tricks. I was accompanied on the boat trip by several Chinese tourists and David Bowie. We bonded over lost camera batteries. Silly David. He always loses his camera batteries.

Although I can usually guarantee that my dreams are completely weird I can’t always remember all of them, and the other morning I woke up only remembering that I was telling someone, entirely in earnest, that bees needed to be introduced to feminism.
I do consider myself a feminist, simply because I firmly believe that a person’s genitalia has no bearing whatsoever on their worth as a person. I am aware, however, that bees probably don’t need feminism. They’re matriarchal. But I like to think that if bees and humans understood each other better, or perhaps if bees were a little more politically active, they would be our allies. 
On discussing this with my dear friend, and awesome poet, Leanne Moden, she decided that the world should be informed of the feminist bee and her plight. So here are the bees.

(P.S. I went on to worry that maybe male bees were oppressed in bee society and they suffered from terrible misandry (misanbee?) on a regular basis. But then I figured I was probably getting a bit carried away.
That being said if you know of a male bee being oppressed, please don’t stand idly by and let it happen.)

Wednesday, 3 September 2014

Post Art

Every now and again I send my friends in America parcels full of British goodies (it's mostly tea) and I decided to jazz this box up a bit.



Thursday, 21 August 2014

The Boardmans

Here's a little portrait I did for a friend - of him and his family.
Nicky's been going through the ringer with that-there-bastard cancer and writes the most incredible blog about it called Too Upbeat for Cancer. It hilarious and heartbreaking and wonderful so if you haven't read it already I really recommend you check it out here.

You can also buy Too Upbeat for Cancer merchandise here (30% goes to cancer research) or give money on his lady wife's just giving page here.

See you soon!