The Little Stories We Carry Close to Our Hearts Alright, so picture this, if you will. It was a rather dreary Tuesday morning, the sort where the sky just can't make up its mind whether to drizzle or truly commit to a downpour, and I was in my favourite little corner of the studio, a strong brew steaming beside me. I was wrestling with a particularly intricate design, one that truly demanded a touch of magic, a piece that needed to speak volumes without saying a word. It was for a chap who wanted to celebrate his grandmother's rather impressive ninety-fifth birthday, a truly special milestone,...