|stage one paint, masks and pearl dabbers then the crackle accents|
The journalling is all about one of oldest friends Anne. We met in Primary five and shared a love of horse riding lessons. Our friendship meant many shared adventures and the story hints about our adventures one new year when we were outrageous and hungover and expected to eat a special dinner with her parents. Very thirsty we drank lots of acidic orange juice and sat down to a dinner of pheasant. I think we both managed about one mouthful before turning green and having to leave the room - oh to be 17 again!