Now I can create a new set of dolls who have a more realistic look, and a far more realistic purpose for a growing girls dreams about her future career aspirations.
I really, really only have a month to go! I have a month left of wearing clothes I don't mind being covered in paint, ripping at the knees. Generally making me look like an utter tramp on the way home from work.
I seem to remember feeling exactly the same when I was leaving the clothes shop. Thinking it was amazing that I would be able to wear what ever I liked and not feeling like some frumpy Surrey mum, in the clothes that I used to receive a healthy 40% off.
Now comes the new test! dressing like an adult on a regular basis?!! Ho Hum......... no going back now, I have to admit I am 36 and start dressing like I should have 10 years ago.
Adult hood, here I come.
I went against all my principles, and bought a shockingly cheap peice of clothing. Which would probably hold a warning such as "caution do not wear near a naked flame".
But I have a few plans for it. However first I am fixing its shody workmanship, so it will sit neatly around the collar.
Lazy bank holiday nights, have let me catch up with silly little jobs like this. At least the raggedy edges of my bootleg jeans have been saved also tonight.
Sometimes sitting in bed all alone has lots of benefits.
I have possibly worked every Bank Holiday weekend in the world ever! Well it feels like it anyway. On Thursday afternoon I just thought you know what I really fancy a walk by the seaside.
So what do I do, I book myself into a hotel for the night down in Hastings. If you know where this photo was taken you will know that it is actually Bexhill where I watched the Bank holiday sky roll in.
This is still one of my most favourite places, and I would love to see this sort of morning sight on a more regular basis.
While I am busy scribbling away at a new Type for my logo, I've been thinking its time to move away from my ridiculous nickname given to me by an equally ridiculous person I once knew.
It's time to cast away Tinker. It holds connotations which I do not want to associate myself with, especially that of a clumsy worker.
I may be a jack of all trades, in some respects. And love the challenge of picking up new skills. But I am a highly skilled crafts person who prides myself on my skills.
By casting off this silly name I will endevor to embrace the fact that I am actually a professional. Which I am sure anyone who would really care to admit, when you say to yourself you are a professional, you always think your lying. But that is the nature of being a true artist, you never quite belive.
So it shows my age that I still find it easier to pull my thoughts togeather using pen and paper.
I am sure the computer will come in very handy once I have sorted this out by hand.
So you all know I'm having a tinker with my website. In the name of learning to do things electronically, I am giving creating my own Type Face for my logo a go!
Not going to promis miricals, but worth a go rather than buying one to use, and I am so desperatly bord of all the free ones about.
It is edging closer to the time when I will be leaving Pottery Cafe Battersea. I am looking forward to some time off work to get myself rested to begin at University.
Each day, however, I add more and more to my list of things to do, and get done. I can see this break not really being a break, just my last chance to have a length of time all to myself and the things I want to make.
Lets hope that the weather man is correct and that I will enjoy a beautiful two months off, and perhaps I can top up my vitamin D.
Don't get me wrong I will miss the Pottery Cafe, but I know as well as all my close friends do that it is time to move away from the things that have been holding me back for too long.
Having graduated in Costume design from Wimbledon school of art, London, in 2001.