So he disappears up into my parents loft in the house and makes things. He has always been a very crafty man, his drawings are brilliant and what he makes I just love. He is 74 now and he still can't stand still, unless of course he is sleeping. lol
So, it was time for him to disappear, which he did for over a week. He made my mum a wooden man for her garden and he also made me one. My mum brought it up to my house last night and I just fell in love with this little wooden man who is now sitting proudly on my decking.
My mum has already named her little man, calling him Wilbur. I have still to come up with a name for mine, so if anyone has any ideas or good names I would love to hear them.
I am so happy with my wooden man, he really cheers up my decking.
