Art Gallery

Art is not really my strong point. In fact, I'd go so far as to say it is one of the things I actively avoid doing, along with going to drum and bass nights and visiting the Trafford Centre. Occasionally we do a bit together at home, but whenever G asks to get her pens out, I normally manage to get out of it by immediately suggesting something much more fun, and train-based. So most of what G knows about drawing and painting she's picked up from Mrs J, or at nursery.

But Thursday was cold with snow in the air, and I knew we were probably going to be stuck inside all day. So I got G's arts and crafts box down from the shelf on request, curious as to what she'd come up with.

She began with a series of drawings on coloured paper, like the one at the top of this post. I'm sure I don't need to tell you that it's a picture of me. I had to help her to glue on the goggly eyes, which she correctly pointed out were green instead of the hazel eyes both me and G have.

After drawing most of the extended family in similar style, she moved on to a stack of paper plates to do some faces. Again I had to help her get the glue out of the bottle, but my role was limited to squeezing in the appointed places, under her strict instructions.

The one below is, as I know you will be able to guess, a self-portrait. A bit of work required on the composition, but I'm glad all the faces she draws have such big smiles.