An Ode to Mr D.

Good things have happend to me this week and most of that I have to thank my dear hubby for.

He's my number one fan. The man behind me 100% of the time, 7 days a week, 52 weeks of the year.

We've been together for all but eight years, both of us coming from broken relationships and bringing children into the mix. I can tell you, it's been tough.

For me there is a certain line from a film which springs to mind.

"A woman's heart is a deep ocean of secrets. But now you know there was a man named Jack Dawson and that he saved me... in every way that a person can be saved."

Well, that's a bit like my Mr D, my very own Jack Dawson.

My husband encouraged me to take up sewing again in 2008. We launched the company January 2009.

He's attended wedding fairs with me, spoken to clients on the telephone, watched Wedding TV and listened to me drone on about fabrics and patterns. He's attended Tweet meets with me and has proudly stood behind me and encouraged me when my confidence has been low.

He takes the children out when weekends have been filled with clients, quite often being out of the house from 10am until 4pm. He helps me prepare for when clients come over by buying flowers for the room and making endless cups of tea.

He's a trooper is my husband.

It has come to the point where the back room hobby has taken over the home. The volume of traffic here on a weekend is increasing, so we've been looking at premesis.

Yesterday an offer was accepted on some superb studio space. He's very proud of me my husband is, but I couldn't have done any of this without him.

So, thank you Mr D from the bottom of my heart. My number one fan and my rock. Here's to next year and hopefully our amazing future.