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When I was seven I had a Java Finch called Freddie and when he died suddenly I was so bereft that gran promised me a new pet for my eighth birthday, although she wouldn't tell me what it would be. The big day arrived and I was overcome with joy to be presented with a hamster, who I decided to call Roderick. By the time we discovered Roderick was a she it was far too late and the name was there for keeps. My beloved little furry girlie lived to the age of three before her spirit headed off to the celestial hamster wheel and I made sure that she had a burial befitting a much-loved member of the family. Granddad stepped up to the mark and allocated a small corner of his vegetable garden for the interment and, in what I guess was a final mark of respect on my part, I scattered the remaining sunflower seeds from her food tin over the grave so that she would not be hungry in hamster heaven. It was a few weeks later that granddad came in and said there was a plant sprouting near the burial plot and he was pretty certain it was a sunflower. He proved to be correct and the plant grew to just over nine feet with a flower which was a good eighteen inches across. It was a truly magnificent sight and many of the callers to our house would venture down amongst the veggies to see 'Roddie's Sunflower' for themselves. Since then I have always loved Sunflowers and just seeing these vibrant and positive flowers brings back wonderful memories of my Hampshire childhood. #MemoriesMakeUs #Sunflowers

I’d never heard the term that something could be rather ‘Heath Robinson’ or, indeed, didn’t actually know who William Heath Robinson was until I sat on this bench and my terminal nosiness set in so I just had to find out! He was a cartoonist and illustrator, known for his humour in drawing amazingly complex inventions which performed very simple tasks. In 1925 he produced drawings about how trivial occurrences can lead to calamity via a series of unpredictable events. It is said the pictures pay a kind of homage to Chaos Theory, something which I can certainly identify with – given the capricious nature of my garden of life I would certainly subscribe to the possibility that Chaos Theory is the little floral border that surrounds it! I adore the fact that he visited and loved Waterlow Park, which was the very first park I visited after I had moved to London, and have also loved ever since. There’s something rather inspirational in knowing that I may have meandered along some of the same pathways as this witty and creative man. #ParkBenchWisdom #WilliamHeathRobinson #Inspiration

My parents divorced and went their separate ways when I was just four years old and circumstances meant that it fell to my gran to give me a home. I don’t think it was at all easy for gran, who was nearing retirement, to take me on and she worked so hard to find something that we had in common – she came up with fairies! She bought me Enid Blyton’s fairy and pixie books and I loved to hear the stories which she read to me over and over again. There would be fairy hunts in the garden and long discussions about where fairies might live. Fairies gradually took over my life courtesy of gran! If I was naughty then the Punishment Fairy would be close by, if I refused my food then the Hunger Fairy had something to say. Naturally the Tooth Fairy put in an appearance and, in short, the be-winged little buggers were everywhere! So imagine my delight when I came across this stone in Sass & Belle last year – the memories came flooding back so I just had to buy it. It now sits on my desk and is utilised as a paperweight – it also reminds me that whilst it may be blood that make a mother, it is love that makes a mum #MemoriesMakeUs #Fairies #Grandmothers

I was trundling along on a bus through an industrial estate last week – pretty uninspiring landscape until I spotted this metal dandelion sculpture sticking up at the side of the road. I was so curious that I got off of the bus and discovered that the dandelion actually marked a footpath which, of course, nosy me followed and found this tiny slice of watery paradise below the roaring traffic above. Just goes to show that sometimes ugliness does really hide a beauty within. #InspirationIsEverywhere

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