I love being called Georgia. Growing up, when I told adults what my name was, they would always start singing Georgia, Georgia… (Ray Charles Georgia on my mind for those who don’t know the song). When my brother travelled to the state of Georgia in America, he got me a Georgia Peach tee (amongst other things) which I wore A LOT. Of course over time it got few marks and then sadly, a hole sealed the tee’s fate to be left in my wardrobe. But it had such great memories and of course it was super old tee soft so I decided – after keeping an airline cushion after a long-haul flight – it would make a great cushion! And I love looking at it every day.