Returning to my sneaky stitching roots I found myself and my trusty camera amongst the bones and the beasts of London’s Natural History Museum hunting stitched sealife in its historic hallways.
I was wholly responsible for bringing to life an achingly smiley Slender Snipe Eel.
He was skinny. He was sparky. He was sitting on the picked-clean carcass of a long-dead whale.
I have rarely felt so proud.