a pricked bum for christmas

I was told a story by a very dear friend one afternoon over a glass of sherry. She was born in the 1930s and told me that there was never much money for Christmas decorations. So she being the oldest was sent to go and get decorations from the woods. She used to ride her bike into the woods to collect holly and mistletoe. She used to tie the holly on to the back of the bike, and all the way home her bum was pricked by the holly. So the little sketches came about from the story, and then it was stitched to make the Christmas card. Like all good tales the story has been embellished slightly, in this case there was a little deviation in the out fit worn for collecting holly. But then again, how do you collect yours?
They will be going into my folksy shop later in the week.