The Potty Potter

I am saying the potty potter in the nicest possible way of course.  The man I am talking about is a potter in Lue. Maybe he is a a little original but not potty as such, and we visited his pottery on our Mudgee trip. We were the only ones there so he had time to show us around and we loved it. He makes all of his own glazes, and his clay is dug locally. He has also invented many of his tools.

As my friends from Grenoble know I have done a bit of pottery myself and they might still have a peanut bowl or two as a memory of it. I never got much further than the "peanut bowl" stage though.

His other passion in life is SCA or the Society for Creative Anachronism. They are interested  in research of the pre-17th-century European history. They meet regularly and he had just come back from a session where he is the character of a potter in the year 1450 or something. They make their own clothes and tools. Unfortunately I didn't have a pen and my notebook so I couldn't  write down what he was telling us and I have already forgotten some of it, but I tell you, it was gold!

I am going to leave you with a few words from the latest Chambers Thesaurus. For example I love the expression "social notworking" which of course is the office time spent on Facebook. Another one is "ringxiety" which refers to the panic you feel when hearing someone with the same ring tone as you.

Tomorrow is going to be 30+°C so I might go to the beach for a dip.

As always, feel free to leave comments. See ya!