Once upon a time, there was a girl called Abi. She wrote a beautiful blog that I'm sure you are familiar with, where she shared tales of her life at boarding school, and later on her gap year and at uni in northern England. She posted stunning photos and inspiring craft projects, intermingled with snippets and slices of her everyday life. I found her home on the web through some other craft blogs and was instantly hooked by her limitless talent and the web of words she weaves. I was so excited to discover someone the same age as me, who had similar interests. There aren't many girls in their early twenties who have a passion for crafts and wool and blogging and storytelling! After a while, I plucked up the courage to comment on her posts. Before I knew it, we became Facebook friends, and then progressed from short Facebook messages to long emails. We shared stories of our day-to-day experiences... Abi told me about her uni life while I relayed stories about teaching and waiting for the inspector to arrive! We talked about everything and anything, and gradually the emails became longer and longer as we got to know each other better and shared more! I looked forward to a message from Abi popping up in my inbox, and enjoying her stories curled up with a cup of tea (what else?!). This blog wouldn't be here if it weren't for the gentle nagging and inspiration of Abi. True story!
Thank you for a wonderful afternoon Abi! I can't wait to meet again.