Most of the handles have been done, and five bigger bowls thrown last night. They came easily, such a relief, although the larger (2kg) platter needs stiffer clay..the rim collapsed!
Finish the handles and salt pots to warm up, then more throwing.
The allotment needs attention, but the soil is cold and damp and more rain showers forecast for this afternoon. Some tidying of the established strawberry bed could be in order if I'm lucky.
On Monday evening a noise was heard..obviously low, obviously more than one plane.
The sort where you expect it to stop rather suddenly.....
I remember that happening in 1977 in Dyffryn Clwyd when a similar pair went up the middle of the valley at under 100 feet....it was all denied and you were almost asked if you got the registration number!! We reckoned they were lost, too!
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Once upon a time the RAF took a guest (who shall remain nameless) up on one of these runs, was pelting down a valley and taking his hands off the stick shouting out "look no hands" at which time the plane banks which somewhat scared the passenger (it was on auto-pilot)
They had to dry clean a jump suit that night.
We occasionally have trainee pilots who fly up from Toulouse, circle round the church a few times, then try to knock off a few chimney pots. I'm always far too slow to fetch my gun.
The smallholding I had near Porthmadog stuckout into the Rhostir, the boggy ground..a three acre patch of green- you could lie in the field and look straight up and see the jets do a 90 degree turn on their way to or from Valley. I'm sure some flew a bit too close. We were at 400 feet up, and you could at times look down at jets flying across....
Good to hear your news about the gallery and I think that's a delightful way to earn a few more pennies - making clay sheep! xC
They do that sort of thing over our part of Lincolnshire - mostly at a reasonable height - but every now and then they come way below the permitted levels and the noise is terrifying, goodness knows what the poor horses make of it.
Then you get the ones which seem to cut their engines, the terrible noise suddenly stops and I tense and wait for the crash. I don't know what they are playing at when they do that little manoeuvre.
We have RAF planes which I am sure use our house (by itself on the edge of a wood) as a marker. I don't mind them so much; it is the little microlights which are obviously owned by a group of folk judging by the number of times they take a trip over our house. The odd one has dipped below the tree-line too. The problem is they always go up in fine weather; just when we are sat in the garden. Once there were four circling the house - argh!
Re: you pot rim. Are you able to cut off the wobbly bit and re-cut a rim without trouble or do you start again?
oh geez, what a racket, hmm?
Bella, sometimes you can incorporate the wobble in a wave- but when it collapses, it is "cut your losses" time. There is no point in being "precious" about something that is just not right, at whatever stage of making you discover that.
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