Olwen.

In her story, Olwen spent three years in Cardiff and came back to the valley the winter Emrys, her teacher, could no longer manage the hill. She didn't announce it or negotiate it with anyone: Monday, she was back on the stretch, stakes ready and an old Land Rover just bought off a scrapyard man in Rhayader. Nobody asked. You could tell who was laying now because the cuts ran lower. She's a hare who picks up her own load and gets on with it, no ceremony.

A canvas bag suits her for exactly that reason: it's the thing that carries stuff back and forth without making a fuss about it. It's built for the day's errands: the market shopping, the fruit, the bread, a ball of cord, whatever comes up. You sling it over your shoulder, fill it, empty it, and do the same the next day. A calm hare on the front and the valley, invisible, behind her. If you like how it works, I have the rest of the bags in the collection with other characters from the same family.