I went to my pottery class yesterday, not to attend, but to collect a few pots that were finished. I went on a few kilometres from there to walk on the beach with Ellie at low tide. My oyster shaped dish, about 20cm long. I use these for serving a few freshly cooked shrimp, or tapas. Round heavy blue bowl, about 12cms across. Galaxy pot, about 40cm tall.

About me and about this blog. The thoughts of a husband, father, brother and son. This is no ordinary garage. Because this is a garage transformed. A garage that has left its troubled past behind. And I forgot to take a photograph. First of all there was this collection of spades. Then there was this electric heater.

Je suis Charlie, I am Charlie, We are all French. Against the French satirical magazine Charlie Hebdo. You said, what? I hope .

THE THIRD LIFE OF CAROLINE V. Thursday, 16 February 2012. Well we finally had a few snowflakes for about half an hour here last Friday! We were beginning to feel a bit left out of things here on the Costa Finistère. Tuesday, 24 January 2012.

The View From the Back Door. Documenting the daily changes in the Rowan tree. Certainly no need for the hose today. The rain has been persistent, but not particularly heavy. At times there were touches of blue in the sky, but it was grey for most of the time.

Back to Life, Back to Unreality. Wordles, Wordles, Wordles. You can tweak fonts, colours, layout.

The Cat at the Theatre Door. Asymp; Leave a comment. Asymp; Leave a comment. But our current Catering Manager, quite.