These little beauties I found sorting out some boxes which I hadn’t sorted for 3 moves (shamefully near on 9 years).
I’ve had these since I was a little girl and they must be around 40yrs old. They will now go in pride of place on the g-plan. I still love bunnies and I still love baby blue.
It’s weird how something can reaffirm who you are in the simplest of ways. Of late I’ve almost lost sight of who I am. These little figures have brought me back round to myself.
Sitting here writing this I can feel all the things alien to me melting away. It’s good to get back to who I am.