Brick Red

It's been really cold lately, both outside and in. 14 degrees in the flat! I knew I had to do something, that something was a snake. I put my flowery wellies on and walk-run to the shop in the rain falling like icy needles. I bought 4 kilos of rice. At home I chose two pairs of old tights and cut the legs off. I placed the legs inside each other to form a strong tube, filled it with rice and tied the end closed.

At this stage I need to tell you a little story of a string of events that only ever take place in the life of Createa. Last summer I flew from my home in the Other Country to the home in This Country. In total I had to take three flights to make the journey. The first flight was late of course, which caused me to miss my next flight and the flight after that. Unfortunately my bag didn't miss the flight but continued alone somewhere in the world (I heard he had been to at least Belgium but no one was quite so sure where else). I ended up arriving home in time, my bag arrived two weeks later, burned and in absolute bits. One of the clothes damaged inside it was a green-red flowery circle skirt that I had made myself about 4 years ago (so many fours in this text!). I didn't want to throw the remains away, I always think something new can be made of everything old. Also this time the remaining lovely fabric (wee bit burned smelling) was turned into the snake's skin!

Now the pretty snake is stretched over the massive gap between the floor and the front door to stop the draught from penetrating my home. X