Creating ........

is a peculiar process sometimes, don't you find?

For a long time now, I have wanted to make something that had a personality.

A little life of its own.

Something I could grow a little bit fond of.

Something I could maybe make lots of and they would look cute together.

I tried dolls at first. And fairies.

But there was something wrong with the scale. And the fact that there are lots of doll creatures out there.

Then I thought about teddies,

but there are even more teds than dolls I think. Then rabbits, mice, monkeys, even snakes.

Nothing felt quite right.

Then the other day, whilst messing about with a sock, and squeezing it and filling it with just the right amount of filling, I almost accidentally made a creature.

This creature looked up at me with soulful eyes, willing me to make some friends for it, and stared even more soulfully at the lovely new wool I had put to one side for the day I finally learn to crochet. The very expensive wool than was meant to be a beautiful crocheted blanket. Or something.

But the little creature was cold. It really needed a scarf. Out of the lovely new wool. And so I gave in.

Then Flossie came in. She exclaimed and LOVED the creature so much that I gave it to her. So then I had to make some more.

What were the creatures called? she asked. I'm not sure, I replied. They're a bit like people, but not.

They're Pipples then, she said, matter-of-factly, like the wise child that she is.

And so the Pipples arrived.

Every day a few more arrive.

They are very friendly creatures and don't take up much room.

Today a Flug came too. He was supposed to be a Pipple but half way through the making, he informed me that he was NOT a Pipple but was in fact a Flug.

Sometimes I do wonder who is in charge here........