I have created horror

Excuse the scruffy kitchen.

I think this is as bad as it gets

I have made a pot in my pottery class which is so hideous I almost feel the world can't support it, and then I have taken a hideous photo of it in the kitchen while it is scruffy (while the kitchen is scruffy) and in bad light. It cracked after its first firing (the bottom dropped off), and I was secretly delighted. I looked at the pottery teacher sadly and said I felt it was unrescuable. He looked at me back and said 'nonsense. Araldite' and I knew I was doomed. In the end, the glaze stuck it back on in the second firing and I am instructed to 'put a plant in it because then the water can drain out through the crack'. You see, it's almost like a design feature.

The small blue pot with the protrusions I quite like though. Admire my innovative use of glaze!

Bonus picture of stylish new boots. Yes, I'm shamelessly taking you right back to 1991

Sod it

I'm back on blogger.

Yeah, yeah

I know this is the wrong blog. Why did I go off blogger? I can't remember. Anyway, I have a new hobby and I'm going to show you pictures.

Mosaics! This is an excellent hobby because it's like patchwork but quicker and with shiny things. I make these in the ten minutes in the mornings when I am waiting for my croissant to heat up in the oven. As a result I have taken over the whole kitchen with grout and tile nippers and I accept that that might be inconvenient but tant pis.

This was from a kit. It was great. Like painting by numbers

This is a peacock feather I made up myself, and Partner, who is now partially sighted (long story) keeps walking past it and asking me what it is. Well I think it is obvious and partial sight is no excuse. He has still got one eye that works (almost)

There will be no stopping me with mosaics when I am able to take a hammer to crockery, as this will be cheaper and will give me more options. However I am finding it very difficult to actually smash crockery up, even when it is cheap and there are millions in existence, i.e. I am not actually going wildly about smashing up Ming vases to incorporate them into a birdbath. I don't know how you get over this emotionally. Clearly therapy must come before mosaic work.