I managed to hitch a lift down to the workshop today, I should have filmed the journey, still erring on the side of unbelievable bonkers-ness. Managed to save all my plates which was very exciting, I hadn’t expected that. Thanks to Hazel for wrapping them in plastic yesterday. Still bitterly cold out there. The wind goes right through all if the 16 layers of clothing. Tucked up with the cat by the fire now with chunky bread and pea soup. Cat not impressed by soup.
Pots in their new homes
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