It’s been a weekend of celebrations. Little Owl turned nine and it was my Mum and Dad’s ruby wedding anniversary. How on earth they’ve made it to forty years leaves everyone, including themselves, scratching their heads! This is a couple who can have a misunderstanding over something as simple as buying coffee and lose each other continually, even in their own house! It must be love.
But there’s one more celebration to come…on Friday How Billy Hippo Learned to Swim is officially out. There have been some lovely reviews of the book so I hope it does well. Here are some of my early sketches. It’s funny to look back and see all the initial thoughts swirling around in my sketchbook. There’s a whole page trying to work out Billy’s nostrils! And those long-legged flamingoes never made it beyond pencil lines.