Pot Luck

Pot Luck - Living the Dream in the West Country: We started a pottery - well, why not? A holiday in Cornwall had cast a spell over us - an ancient land of standing stones, huddled cottages in bosky meadows, wind-blown cliffs. Why live in a dreary city when there was an alternative?

Pot Luck - Traind visul in Tara de Vest: Am inceput o ceramica - ei bine, de ce nu? O vacanta in Cornwall ne facuse o vraja - un tinut stravechi de pietre in picioare, casute ingramadite in pajisti pline de padure, stanci batute de vant.