I've always been a little too eccentric, I always lose one of my ear rings or wear odd socks, I continuously lose my mobile phone, and I go through life with an air of creativity and ideas floating around my brain. I can never get organised enough to write in a diary (ironically) or filofax and my house has reams of books, paintings and paperwork piled up against every corner and crevice. My kids are continuously telling me off for buying yet more books, I just cant help it, I love to write, draw, take photographs, plant flowers, go for long dreamy walks, be nostalgic, I know I'm  a square peg in a round hole, its just me, its how I'm made and I cant make any apologies for it.