OR HOW TO TAKE YOUR MIND OFF THE END OF THE WORLD.
My white bathroom floor had cracks developing all over it and it was making me very cross. I had meant to do something about it for ages but had been dealing with the homeless issue (John Boy) that was obviously more important. Before that we had, Brutus, our bulldog nearly die from bladder stones and before that I was cleaning after having a kitchen fitted in the middle of the apocalypse.
I pondered and decided I could do an acrylic job on it and use up the last of my old paints. From small acorns …..
At this stage I got daring and chucked in some melony things, I really didn’t know where it was going but it was fun…..
Then I thought I should put a bright flower in the middle……
….Then, what the hell some grapes might make it a bit Pompeii…..
….then it got some more twisty stems and some different leaves….
……correcting some dark purple ones which just didn’t work…..
By the second day I had to concede I had to lie on the floor!
Now I have left it to have a think about the bottom left bit that needs sorting!
So now my friends I have a bright and bold bathroom floor. I was anxious at the beginning it would be too much, especially with all the crisis hangovers, but I love it.
Old Bird Travels Solo! 