Oh dear, uh-oh, and whoops.
When I woke up this morning, I was pretty convinced that I was a normal(ish) person. An average (but not too average) Jo. But now. Well, I’m not so sure.
My name’s Joanna, and I’m a fabricoholic.
It’s a slippery, and just oh-so pretty, slope.You’re sure you can give up collecting it at any time. You become paranoid about moths. And you’re sure you will get round to using it all. Really. When I was little, I liked to sit in my mum’s fabric box and play with all the scraps. It was only a matter of time.Oh dear, uh-oh, and whoops.