I am, officially, an Angel. Albeit one with straggly wings and a decidedly wonky halo…
Let me explain. As regular
readers know, I am always up for a new project, a fresh challenge. Provided, of course, it doesn’t require me to clamber to great heights and throw myself off a tower block with only a string of elastic to save me from crashing to the ground.
My latest project / challenge is therefore right up my street; glittery cardboard, sequins, and a tube of Pritstick being the only equipment needed. Okay, if I had been the
proud possessor of something called a “glue gun” I could have used that but, honestly, nobody with any sense would allow me to arm myself with anything gun-related. I had read about the challenge in one of those free magazines which is posted through
our letterbox every month or so. It (the challenge, not the magazine, don’t be silly) is called “Angels All Around” and has been designed to raise the profile of unpaid carers in advance of National Carers’ Rights Day on November 25th.
If accepted, I would be invited to attend an on-line craft workshop which would teach me and other participants how to produce an icon demonstrating the life of unpaid carers like me. Obviously these days most people, asked what an icon might be, would refer
to computer images but the icons we were being asked to produce is “something regarded as a representative symbol or worthy of veneration.”
a week or so after the deadline date, but I sent off my email application anyway, wishing the project success, and regretting the fact that I might be too late to take part. “Not too late!” came the cheery response from the project leader, Slavka.
A day later, a craft pack was delivered to my home, together with an invitation to participate in the workshop. The pack included a basic box, with hinged doors, made out of a cereal box, all ready to be lined and decorated. I knew it was fashioned from a
cereal box because inside the back and sides carried illustrations of Peppa Pig. Who is, of course, an Icon In Her Own Right but not the kind we were expected to create.
In preparation, I wrote out a list of items which I felt would illustrate my life. Family, friends, church, birdwatching, knitting, books, scrap-booking, singing, building sandcastles at the seaside. Not forgetting the Daily Blog, of course. It was
a most therapeutic exercise. It’s easy, as a 24/7 carer, to feel that one’s whole life revolves around caring but just a little bit of thought proves there is so much more to my life than that, so very much to be thankful for. I sent my provisional
list to the Youngest of the Darling Daughters who pointed out that I had forgotten to include coffee! Never mind, I responded, I had to choose a photo of myself to include in my creation and I would use the one she took of me, in a local café, nursing
an absolutely enormous skinny latte. Even angels - especially ones with straggly wings and a wonky halo - need occasional caffeine boosts, I have found.
us signed in to yesterday evening’s Zoom session, all of us keen to demonstrate our differing levels of creativity. I was fortified by the fact that only a few days previously I had been gifted a stack of exciting Crafty Stuff by my friend, the Lovely
Linda. Serendipity, Slavka called it - and so it was. Although we all had the same basic box, (complete with Peppa Pig lining), everyone had different embellishments so our crafty creations were all different, all individual and special to us. The two hours
simply flew by.
I now have to finish off my icon by Friday when I must deliver it to Slavka, ready for possible display in a town centre shop window on November
25th. Only ten icons can actually appear in the shop window so mine may well not make the cut but the Angels All Around exhibition will be open on-line until early January and all our angelic icons will be out there for the world to view. Slavka says she would
love to extend the project over time, with carers producing 365 icons, one for every day of the year. She was revising her expectations somewhat, based on just how long it was taking the ten of us to produce the goods. Plus, think how many boxes of Peppa Pig
cereal she would have to eat her way through…
It’s Wednesday now and there’s quite a bit to do before Friday which is why I have no time to
write anymore today. I’m off to polish / embellish my (wonky) halo…