I thought long and hard about not doing this post
because I don't want you to think I'm loosing my marbles.
But I just wanted to share today's experience with you.
I was working away in the workshop yesterday morning
when John Leach came to visit me.
John was doing the rounds promoting his Picasso Exhibition
see poster now up in my showroom.
John Noticed my postcards of his Grandfather Bernard Leach on the walls by my wheels.
John started telling me stories about Bernard from
when John was an apprentice at St Ives.
We chatted for some time and I thoroughly enjoyed it.
About 30 minuets later I was sat at this wheel throwing 1pint jugs,
I had made three when from the corner of my eye while I was
concentrating I noticed the showroom door open and a slender figure in a dark suit walk in.
When I had finished my pot I looked up to talk to the visitor
but there was know one there!
I thought nothing of it until I started throwing the fourth jug and I felt as though I was being watched.
So I stopped in mid pot,
went and got a chair and sat it down next to where I felt I was being watched.
I said " Here you are Bernard have a chair".
and I went back to the wheel and carried on.
Later in the afternoon I was
listening to the afternoon play on Radio 4
it was called
"Scummow"
About a man in Cornwall who could see the dead.
By this time I was beginning to question my own sanity.
But I carried on working.
to add to the days oddities there was a young Buzzard out side my workshop
all afternoon hunting in the garden and fields.
He kept swooping down in front of the window and sitting on this post.
So That's it.
It feels daft writing about it.
But that was my Thursday.