If like me you are obsessed with creating, you will understand my madness. This week I was lucky enough to go to the Isle of Wight for a nice relaxing break. Of course I took with me my little carry case full of paints and brushes, but I didn’t have the time to use them. They sat there on top of the mini bar, looking at me, taunting me, reminding me that I was itching to get my hands on them and paint. I did manage to resist the urge, but I had to take myself off to the beaches to trawl for driftwood or “treasure” as I like to call it.

The wind was howling, it snowed and the crashing waves would have put off columbus, but not me, there was no way I was going to come away empty handed. I braved the bluster and found just a few pieces, but it was enough to produce this little boat