Ok, so now I’m just being over-indulgent.
Years ago my friend Jilly and I went to Dublin for a weekend – we stayed a week! During our stay we hung out with friends of her Bohemian friend Zoe. They were artists and actors. That led us to a play called Boxes. Myself and Jilly never understood what it was we’d witnessed. Her brother, Adrian, fell asleep and snored very loudly throughout the performance. Afterwards, Adrian congratulated the writer/director of the play and provided a marvellous analysis of the work which seemed to leave the playwright rather chuffed.
My own artistic work entitled ‘Boxes’ (laugh with me) is quite literally about how I turned eight supermarket soap boxes into gift boxes for the Lyndaloo Escuelita of 2012.