'People are lucky to find us,' I just said to Heather. If I wasn't a potter, I'd like to find us.' She was on the wheel (she does all the throwing) making four mugs of a specific height to go under a coffee machine for a customer, and I was drawing the artwork for commemorative mugs for a nice gentleman who thought he'd just start with sixty. Then a regular customer came in to pay for the 150 goblets for a medieval banquet - but could he collect them later? Please? Okay. You can't refuse people, and in any case, one of us, oh I do hope it is Heather, has to down tools and attend to a holiday family in the shop. 'Yes, Madam, we make it all ourselves...'
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