Monday, 2 March 2015

Chapter 2 - A secret revealed

The line of men were soldiers and they seemed to be searching for something. 
Sophie leant closer and whispered (so as not to alarm them) "what are you looking for?" 

The men all looked up in amazement. “she can see us” one said, “better send for the king” said another. 
Just at that moment a small man wearing a circlet of pure gold appeared from behind a stem of watermint. Just from his bearing you could tell he was the king and presently another person this time a woman appeared from the same place. Sophie could see another circlet of gold around the woman's head. She was clearly the Queen. She had been crying, her face was red and she looked distraught.
Everybody stopped and stared at Sophie, Sophie stared back; then as if to break the spell the tiny infant began to cry once more. 

Sophie slowly wriggled forward towards the people. The soldiers stepped back afraid, the King and Queen did not move. They had heard the baby cry. Sophie gently lowered the basket into the arms of the queen. As soon as she released the basket the tiny people disappeared.

“Oh no” she cried, “I cannot see you anymore”. A few stems of watermint  quivered and presently a tiny voice carried over the burbling of the river, “I am King Caltha and I give you my heartfelt thanks for saving the life of our daughter Petala”. 

Sophie turned her head this way and that desperately looking for the King. He continued” you cannot see me unless you touch something that is made with the very heart of our Kingcups.” The King’s voice moved and presently Sophie felt a minute touch on her hand  and all of a sudden the people appeared. The Queen who had been standing close to Sophie had reached out and touched it. The touch was so delicate it felt like a piece of grass had tickled it.

Sophie wanted to ask a thousand questions but the Queen just looked up at her smiling and the questions just melted away. All she could manage was “Hello my name is Sophie” (which looking back Sophie felt was rather lame). 

The Queen inclined her head and said graciously, “hello Sophie I am Queen Celandine, and I also want to thank you for saving the life of our daughter. We would not have been able to save her the current is too strong for us”.

Sophie closed her mouth with a click and tried to gather her scattered thoughts. “Your welcome your majesties, I am honoured to have been able to help you.”Sophie replied in her best voice. 

Sophie was also aware that when she spoke all the little people put their hands over their ears. Sophie lowered her voice to a whisper “ I do apologise for speaking loudly I am not used to addressing people as little as you”. 

Several Soldiers raised their bows, but the king waved his hand at them ordering them to lower their weapons. “ This giant is not being rude”, he said “she is only stating the obvious”.
“oh dear” whispered Sophie “ I did not mean to cause offence , but compared to me you are rather……. The King coughed and Sophie’s voice trailed off, clearly size what best not mentioned.

“Now” said the King, “we are preparing ourselves for  our summer ball and we would be honoured if you would join us as the guest of honour?” “Wow” said Sophie “Oooooh Yes please…… I mean your majesty is too kind” she amended. The Queen hid a smile and continued, “the ball takes place at Bel-tine, three days hence and you would be most welcome to attend; when sunlight hits three forks.” 

“Three forks?” asked Sophie , the queen looked puzzled for a second, “why bless me child I will have to show you how we tell what time of day it is”.

Sophie looked down at her own wristwatch “ Oh golly Mum and Dad are going to kill me” She cried. “Oh sorry”she whispered “but I have to get back home. We are all going out to see my grandparents who live in the next valley and Dad said he wanted to live early to avoid the traffic. I only came down here to see if the ducks’ eggs had hatched."

 “Oh no” said the King,” Mrs Mallecroft told us her eggs will not hatch until the day after tomorrow”. 

“Mrs Mallecroft?” Sophie replied enquiringly. 

“The duck.” The King laughed. 

Sophie scrambled to her knees and in doing so let go of the Queen's hand, immediately the people all disappeared.

 “Not again” moaned Sophie. 

The Queen shouted “Sophie my dear please take this”. Sophie gently lowered her hand again she felt something being pressed into her palm. Instantly the people reappeared as if by magic. 

“Take special care of it and you will always be able to see us” the Queen said. In her palm no bigger than Sophie’s little fingernail was a tiny stone the  colour of a Kingcup.

 “This jewel is made using the petals of the Kingcup and will allow you to see us and more importantly keep you safe from harm. But remember," the Queen continued, “the magic loses it power the further away from the mother plant you are."

"Be safe Sophie” she added and Sophie got to her feet carefully, thanked them all once again and hurried back over the fields towards Cowslip Farm.

Monday, 23 February 2015

The Fairy Bed Book - Chapter 1 - The Adventures Begin!

A shaft of golden sunlight slipped between the curtains waking Sophie from her dream. She opened her eyes and yawned. What was that dream she could never quite remember them? She got up,dressed and crept silently downstairs. 

Jolly the dog wagged his tail as Sophie patted his head and together they slipped out of the back door and ran across the farmyard. The morning dew soaked her trousers as they  made their way over the water meadows to the river.

The river glistened on the early morning sunlight as sophie snuck into her camp. Dad had built a little house for her in the branches of an overhanging willow. Sophie climbed inside and removed the secret viewing panel. she wriggled forward on her tummy and gazed down. There hidden among the water mint and kingcups was a ducks nest. There was a clutch of nine soft blue eggs partially covered by down. Mother duck was out having a paddle. 

Sophie was disappointed she was hoping they had hatched. she longed to watch the fluffy ducklings tumbling about on the water.

Sophie was about to turn away when she thought she heard a tiny cry and then a splash. she looked hard and saw to her surprise a tiny basket no bigger than an egg cup went bobbing past. 

Quick as a flash Sophie reached out and plucked the little basket from the water before the current whisked it away. The basket was cunningly woven from the stems of rushes and inside was a tiny blanket. Suddenly the blanket quivered and Sophie realised that the basket contained a tiny child.

In her surprise she almost dropped it. The tiny child was dressed in Kingcup petals stitched together with cobweb thread. The child gave cry and Sophie looked back towards the large clump of Kingcups desperately searching for the parents. Nothing stirred, but the more Sophie looked the more the patch of Kingcups seem to resemble a sort of house, or even a palace. There were minute openings in the stalks which looked like windows and lower down the stems seem to have been woven together forming walls and even battlements.

Surely I would have noticed this before thought Sophie. She carefully put the basket down and turned to look again at the amazing house, but when she looked back the Kingcups were just a mass of untidy stems and flowers. Am I looking at the same plant thought Sophie? Am I dreaming? The tiny child was crying and Sophie picked up the basket and gently rocked it back and forth. Immediately the crying stopped. Sophie looked back towards the Kingcups and there, as clear as day, was the palace. This time however she saw movement.  A line of tiny figures each carrying a miniature bow and a quiver of arrows came marching into view. 

Chapter 2 to follow next month...

the turbulent world of Life

Well blow me down with a feather my little world has changed!! After 12 years in Wiltshire we have finally upped sticks and moved. The house and workshop were simply too small so after a year searching we have  found an amazing new home  and workshop in rural Devon.

The whole rigmarole of moving is finally behind me and I am now focussing on the year ahead. Orders from the winter fairs are starting to show, and despite the upheaval, the workshop is up and running(albeit a tad chilly!!). In fact even as I type this the snow is falling making me wish I had insulated the roof of the workshop first!

My office window now looks across the valley to the woods while my dogs curl up next to the heater. I have even got a space for a small showroom so anybody can come and visit, but please call and make an appointment first.

Well new years resolutions and all that I have decided to be better at the communication side of things and try to write a blog at least once a month. It is good discipline and I really rather enjoy it!! Also I have decided to blog my book about the Fairy Bed as well, so check it out after this

This year we are trying to consolidate the ranges so a toybox for the sea range is in the offing and the castle bed is due a slight upgrade, and if time allows a toybox to complement it as well.

I am very excited also that I am joining "" who saw me at the Country Living Christmas Fair in London and wanted me to come on board. I have been rechecking my photographs to make sure they are up to scratch for them. I will post again when I am up an running with them.

Lastly for this post I want to thank Julian and Louisiana, and Martin and Kathy for giving us such a warm welcome to the area, it really does make a difference when people are so friendly.