The start of 2021 was never going to be a walk in the park but my goodness, if this first week of the year has left you feeling fragile and in need of solace please know that you are not alone.

I've been pretty quiet on social media this week, mainly because it's so hard to know what to say. Many people are struggling. I hate the word "triggered" but it really does describe very well the real knife edge that people are on right now. Myself included.

My emotions aren't so much a see-saw as a trebuchet and I find myself reacting to things that ordinarily I would let slide.

I've avoided posting the "fluffy" content, fearful of being seen as glossing over or trivialising the unfolding world events. But there's nothing I can say that hasn't been said thousands of times already and right now, damn it, I think we need all the fluff we can get.

So, starting this weekend I am declaring a FluffFest.

In a marker of how seriously I am taking this situation I am forgoing my usual coffee for hot chocolate and marshmallows. I'm digging out my favourite knit - right now it's a basic colourwork sweater that requires 13" of stocking stitch in the round 💓 and all the snacks.

If you'd like to join me please use the hashtag #JanuaryFluffFest

Bring your comfiest PJs, your fairy lights and All The Biscuits and let's embrace the fluff.