We are really proud to introduce our BRAND NEW partnership with social enterprise Mossy Earth
For every £14.50 in purchases of our upcycled tote bags our partners Mossy Earth will plant a wild native tree to create our own Wyatt & Jack forest
[put even more simply, every beach bag purchased, one tree will be planted, for every block colour tote, some saplings germinated- and so on...]
Mossy Earth is a social enterprise whose main goal is to deliver real environmental change by making a positive impact on the state of wilderness and forests around us.
This goes much beyond planting trees here and there. It means carefully managing the land to ensure ecosystems have the right conditions to flourish and become self-sustainable. This is done by selecting and germinating native tree species from local DNA pools, engineering the forest to resist wildfires and ensuring the conditions are met for the return of wildlife.
This project is fully transparent with regards to its outcomes. All trees planted through purchases from Wyatt & Jack will be photographed and the GPS coordinates of the area provided so anyone can visit and see for themselves.
Sapling germination in the greenhouse begins towards the end of September 2017 and all trees will be planted in Portugal when they reach the appropriate size.
We are REALLY excited to be a part of this initiative and can't wait to see how our little bit of forest starts to progress
Help plant some trees here
We are unbelievably excited to announce that Wyatt and Jack have been shortlisted for the Blue Patch Business Award for Sustainable Innovation!
Thanks SO MUCH for your support so far... We're still grinding away.....
In the words of Columbo - just one more thing.....
There is also a secondary 'Peoples Choice Award'... It would be AMAZING if you would help support us in our quest to save as many broken bouncy castles and beach paraphernalia from landfill as possible and take a millisecond to click on the link to vote for us..
THANK YOU AGAIN!
Your continued support is what helps drive us onwards!
This weekend [sat 22nd and sun 23rd June], we will be touting our wares at the Brading Artisan Craft Market at Rectory Mansion [old waxworks]
click here for more details, opening times and directions
Psssssttt: if you can't make it click HERE to shop our 30% off sale items
We've just opened a BRAND NEW sale shop, over on Etsy.
Every couple of months there will be various discounts across various products... HOWEVER, to celebrate our GRAND OPENING, theres 30% off across ALL PRODUCTS in store
We're also running a 'BUY ONE GET ONE HALF PRICE' offer on our Block Colour Totes
Enter code 'one for a friend' at checkout
Im not one for a quote really... its not my thing
I always think its patronising when i walk around shops and see bits of wood carved with instructions on how you should live, or how quietly mad your family are... ANYWAY, on this occasion, it seems appropriate.
Growing up i never saw myself as 'one of the girls'. My boobs were always the smallest, i couldn't put make up on without bearing more than a slight resemblance to Tim Curry circa Rocky Horror, so i threw myself into sport and automatically thought that most girls didn't want me around anyway...
It was only on a friends hen night LOADS of years later, that she told me they really wanted me to spend more time with them... so my shyness had come over as being aloof!! unbelievable.. all those misunderstood years
I had a minor operation yesterday. Just a day surgery job. But it reminded me of those days.
The same women i had been sitting opposite in the reception a couple of hours earlier, were all now lined up behind half drawn curtains, alongside me, together, without make up, or jewellery and all of us sporting the very glam post-operative gown [this i believe is all the rage in paris]
Nothing to hide behind. All pretty vulnerable.
It got me thinking.
Running a business, being women, we are very rarely able to show our vulnerability. We have to be 'ball breaking', 'hard hitting' competing in what really still is a 'mans world' and sometimes, going head to head with each other.
But you know what. In that ward yesterday, all of us women, at our most vulnerable together, sharing stories and a few tears- there was a hell of a lot of power in that room.
Women leaning on each other, helping each other in what was for some, if not all, a difficult time, for one reason or another.
So, yeah, real Queens, they fix each others crowns.
They help each other up, they remember that behind our masks of makeup or carefully chosen outfit, we are all women, doing as best we can.. and instead of beating each other down, or comparing ourselves, we need to be solid in the fact that we are not in competition with each other- we are all the same- and we have LOADS to offer one another
A HUGE thank you to Reloved Magazine for featuring our vintage deckchair canvas tote bag in the 'outdoor adventures' section of this months issue
We feel very honoured to be in such great company!
Get yours H E R E
I read an article recently, about the effect 'Parents Who Work' has on children.
I [like many of others I'm thinking], battle on a daily basis, with the guilt that comes alongside working hard and being a parent.
As an online business specifically, trying to build a brand, the face of the business more often than not- is not a true reflection of the mechanics behind it. Of course it isn't, it can't be, [not entirely, despite Instagram trying to fool us all otherwise!]
Theres a certain order that we undertake at the workshop and it happens to be one of my lesser favourites. The bags in question are VERY labour intensive and a logistical nightmare, but they serve a useful purpose for the client and mean that large swathes of PVC and vinyl are saved from landfill.
This particular order, more than any other, keeps me away from my children for longer periods of time than i like.
For ages and ages I felt really guilty about working so hard trying to build Wyatt and Jack. That maybe I should take a more 'normal' job, with hours more fitting for family life.
I don't think this guilt falls just with mothers either- I'm sure fathers feel the burn to just as greater extent...
But then i realised something [whilst swearing at another broken needle, unwound bobbin or unhelpful dispatch company] My kids wouldn't have it any other way!
Both of my children realise [well,I say realise, the 3 year old just repeats 'mummy saves bouncy castles when they die] -that in order to do a job you like doing [because, lets face it, you're gonna spend a LOT of time doing it!] You have to put the hours in and you have to LOVE it. Like, REALLY love it!
Theres a lot of people to thank around me on a daily basis when it comes to support networks. My partner, my parents, extended family, my kids friends' parents, a supportive school, an understanding nursery, but you know what, the people i REALLY want to thank the most [because i definitely don't do it enough...] are my KIDS.
For being a constant source of positivity and keeping me in the present. For pushing me to continue with Wyatt and Jack by asking questions like: 'what about the fabrics mum?! They will just be thrown away!! or 'But you told us never to give up if you believe in something- so you can't!' [i know right?! thats annoying!!]
But most of all for understanding that I wouldn't be the person that i am if i DIDNT do what I'm doing with the bags. Also for rewarding long days with huge cuddles and cups of really badly made tea.
It makes me realise that all the time Ive been feeling guilty, I may have been accidentally instilling a work ethic, giving them an example [of sorts] of what may happen if you really stick to something you want to do.
Ha! Who woulda thought it?! Me, an EXAMPLE!!
Perhaps I'm not such a shit parent after all. Maybe none of us are!