Fred escapes the empty drawer...

With his new found sense of hope, Fred decided he wanted to escape his empty drawer and see what else was out there in the world.

So he poked his head out of the top of the drawer for a look.

Below was a partly open drawer full of bright colours.

"What's that?" thought Fred. "Right," he said "I'll just have to climb down and find out. Here I go!"

Fred gingerly climbed down and fell softly into the brightly filled drawer.

"It's all fabric!" Fred exclaimed. "How nice and soft it is," he thought, "I could sit here all day."

Sitting among the scraps of unused fabric stuffed into an old drawer, Fred realised how nice it was just to belong somewhere, even if the fabric wasn't going to talk back to him, at least he wasn't the only useless thing sitting in the drawer.

I've got my happy face on today...

After sitting in the drawer, feeling sorry for himself, Fred slowly realised the drawer wasn't so empty after all.

Another lost thing was there.

Someone once started making a soft bunny toy, but it didn't work out, and the discarded head lay in the drawer like an old Halloween mask.

'Hmm,' thought Fred, 'I wonder would that fit me? It looks so cute and smiley, maybe people would like me better in it?'

'Yep,' he realised when he'd put it on, 'This feels different. Different in a good way, in a really nice way. Hmm...What shall I do now?'

The Beginning of Fred

Fred was made as a textile art piece, hand stitched from old fabric, and filled with toy stuffing.

He was an indefinable creature, just sitting loosely wherever you put him.

It worked as an art piece, he was sad and interesting.

People empathised.

He even had a couch to sit on.

But after the artwork was exhibited and all taken down again, what happened to Fred?

He sat on a shelf for a while.

But like most unused things, however important or sentimental, Fred ended up in a drawer in the spare room.

Needless to say, living in an empty drawer, Fred didn't feel any happier.

He sat there quietly and contemplated his new existence.