Tomorrow my youngest grandchild, Keith (only 4 years old) will start school. Another milestone in my life. Time that seemed endless as a child, seems to be flashing by the older I get.

At the begining of every school year, I buy myself a new notebook or scribbler, just to remember how special it was to start writing on a clean sheet of paper.

I am still waiting for the relaxed feeling, I expected at this age. Instead I still seem to be getting ready for that next show, or deadline on knitwear and custom work for Galleries.

The satisfaction comes in seeing something work out well in design or function, or just a georgeous colour combo. Then I forget the deadlines and just do what I can get done.