The tale of two pots

[or why I hate glaze]

Once upon a time there was a potter who threw two pots on the wheel, one straight after the other, with the same type of clay, in the same manner. Many moons later after they were both high fired, the potter glazed them with Sun Valley Rutile and Woo Blue.

One came out like the poo pot that it really was, rough dark brown and hideously vile:-




The other came out as a stunning gem:-














A camera just can't do it justice,




but with a 50% failure rate there better be a jolly big market for poo pots.

Cheers dears