Packing up, going home, putting it all away again


For days, we've enjoyed a great working space to ourselves.  A place were we could enjoy sharing our ideas, offer to show each other something new and generally have fun together.  Almost every flat surface was covered with interesting and colourful ingredients, machinery and tools and the room buzzed with life and activity from breakfast time until late into the night or, sometimes, early the next morning. 

Occasionally there was music: Motown, Janis Joplin, Bach...we have eclectic tastes!

But all good things come to an end and this morning, in the space of an hour or two, our lively, inspiring room was returned to a plain old vanilla studio.



Cars were packed and we were all away, most with far longer journeys than me.



Did we leave anything behind?

Works every time

New friends, old friends