I am not the craftiest of people. I love to write and take photos, but anything involving more skill or dexterity than that is usually beyond me. At school, I once managed to stitch the fabric pencil case that I was making to my own tights…
But DorkyDad set me a challenge, and I couldn’t resist. He bought me a bottle of champagne for Mother’s Day. After we had quaffed it, and I was tidying up the kitchen, he mentioned seeing something online once about making a chair out of a champagne cork.
“What?” I said, sounding a bit dubious.
“Really.” he said. “You should Google it. It was very cool.”
So Google it I did. And I found a step-by-step guide on how to make a chair out of a champagne cork. Some people in the world obviously have way too much time on their hands. And evidently I am one of them, because here is my little champagne cork chair.
I am immensely proud of it.
I am also a bit embarrassed by how much fun I then had sitting a Lego man on it. Although he does look like he needs a little glass of something to complete the scene.
And then, y’know, having gone that far I decided I might as well go the whole hog, and use the Lego man to demonstrate a range of naughty toddler poses. So here you go.
Here is the “I’m a big boy now and I can stand on my chair if I want to” pose.
Here is the “Mummy’s on the phone, what can I do to get her attention” pose.
Here is the “She’s still not paying attention to me, what can I do that’s even more dangerous?” pose.
Here is the “I can’t believe it’s cheesy pasta for dinner AGAIN” pose.
And here is the “Mummy, please stop messing around taking photos and give me my Lego man back” pose.
I gave it a good shot, but I still don’t think it’s for me.