They, potters and sculptors, in 108 stands, set up on a roasting hot Friday....we arrived on a sodden Saturday!
Live music!
Hutton-in-the-Forest, on whose grounds potfest is held
it rained...then it rained even heavier
we walked out of our digs to find supper
and returned like two drowned rats!
Sunday was fine and sunny, so we took a morning stroll first
and coffee of course!
Not the only closed and for sale old inn, but a special one
and we headed for the walled garden and forest walk before it decided to rain again!
Much inspiration,meeting old friends and new, meeting people "in the round" instead of online...
Some much needed advice and encouragement for finishing the kiln flue at home...
Before heading home...and luckily choosing a back road after Gretna, past the Devil's Porridge Museum,where we saw these...
just leaving for home...
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A pretty town in the sunshine.
Beautiful, rain or shine.
what a pretty place, even on a dull day; I like the signage you spotted, it seems a slightly eccentric place:)
It's always the way isn't it? We call that murphy's law.
I wonder if that old inn is historically listed? If it's truly a former home of Richard III then surely it must be. I couldn't imagine owning something like that! Such responsibility!
I love the sign about creeping into shops with an air of mystery...
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