Making pots at last it should have been. In truth it didn’t actually turn out quite like that. Indeed we were living within four stone walls and really it should have been time to move onto turning the former cowshed into my perfect pottery workshop. Finally knuckling down and throwing lots of pots. The reality though was somewhat different.
The workshop like the house had nice new doors and the leaking roof had been repaired. I must say it looked lovely from the outside. Inside though – fairly cavernous really, well you can see from the picture, kind of cow shed just without the cows.