How do you make your soul grow? Embrace your everyday creativity – no matter how aimless | Charlotte Church

Legend has it that the opulent, peculiar Dame Edith Sitwell, before commencing her day’s work, would lie still in an open coffin, marinate in her own brewing oblivion, and drink up the macabre she felt necessary to write her poems. Until her end she held that she was no eccentric: “It’s just that I am more alive than most people.”

I’m not quite comfortable buying myself a coffin to lie in. Perhaps by the time the kids have left home, I’ll have worked and, frankly, the brass balls to do something so grandiose. For now, the merest little creative prods scattered here and there among the day’s proceedings are enough to run a joyful bunting through the hours and leave me with a sense of wellbeing and expressive contentment, regardless of how dull the day’s work has been.