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Stop Press!….I’ve been fiddling with this page on the website, and all the pictures have disappeared!….I haven’t got a clue what happened!…I’m going to get a grown-up to look at it and try and restore things. Meanwhile, read on!

Terribly sad news, I’m afraid. Rebel, Jill’s old horse, (32 years old) and Minnie the Shetland Pony (age 30) have both had to be put down. Rebel had been suffering with Navicular for over 8 years and had become progressively worse, and Minnie had chronic laminitis which would painfully cripple her at ever more frequent occasions. Both will be sadly missed. Adios Amigos.

For a list of our show venues click on the "Workshop & Tours" button on the homepage

An owl in a sack troubles no man. (Russian Proverb)

Meet "Muddy"!

Ingleton Pottery's new Head of Security!…. named after Legendary Blues singer Muddy Waters: 4 years old and bad to the bone! He's taught us fidelity, perseverence and to turn round three times before lying down. The cat doesn't like him, but what the hell, everyone else does!

I'm in the process of developing a Bristol Top Dip style glaze

(real peasant stuff like the glaze on old ginger beer bottles and decorated with cobalt, manganese and iron.)

We'll do a series of country jugs and jars in it from time to time, and sell them cheaply and quickly. If you're interested, e-mail or phone us for details and availability. They'll be collectors' items when I'm dead!!

The first batch is now in the shop. Jugs from £4..25 , bottles from £3..95. Good, solid, old-fashioned Stoneware.

for accommodation in Ingleton, go to Adrian Brown's site at......

www.come2ingleton.com

For Holiday Cottage rental go to Beechtree Cottages Ingleton

http://www.beechtreecottages.co.uk/

GC APARTMENTS

Quality accommodation in Gran Canaria

Even a short leg reaches the ground (Russian Proverb)

The Bad Taste Bluesband (Wicked harmonica and vocals, Dick the Potter) are looking for gigs....no venue too small, no fee too big.. contact our bass player and Band Nanny,

Tim Culshaw on timthebass@badtaste.bluesband.co.uk Known for his phenomenal guitar riffs and sad lack of personal hygiene!

And now....a Hungarian poem.

My name is Sorrow, You will know me as the taste of salt tears on

black bread

Let us sit in the snow in the graveyard and sigh together.

Cheerful bunch, the Hungarians!

e-mail us at ingleton.pottery@virgin.net