Filling yet more delivery bags with items ready to send off to new customers, I couldn’t believe how popular my T-shirt collection had been. My mind whirring with new designs, I was thrilled to be busy doing something I loved – and something I never thought I’d have the nerve to do. Since going back to work as a sub-editor in July 2012, a year after having my first child, Reuben, life had been a busy juggle. I’d been harbouring dreams of starting my own business, but it felt a long way off.
Then, when my daughter, Lois, arrived in 2013, life became evenbusier. But I knew I wanted to do something for myself, too – I needed a creative outlet. My husband Simon was a sales director and happy to support me, but he’d get frustrated with me for not believing in myself. ‘You’ll never know until you try,’ he would insist.
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