Growing up as a kid in Wolverhampton, I was fascinated by insects. When I was five, my dog destroyed an ant nest and I was devastated. Trying to make it up to them, I started building little houses for the ants, using wood splinters and leaves.
I then moved on to making little cups and saucers from silver foil, thinking leprechauns would come to use them at the bottom of the garden. When my mother saw my work, she told me that the smaller I made things, the bigger my name would become.
