So, after a lot of deliberation (well, a few hours), a bit of poking from
Hannah, and a bit of blog envy, I might open this blog up a bit. I started this blog because I wanted to be able to talk about my wedding without boring the hind legs off my bridesmaids and hubby to be, but now I'm finding that I want to be able to talk about other things that I find, or do, and its frustrating that I feel it has to be wedding related. I still intend to start up another blog at some point, because like I said in the comments on my previous post, I don't think I want potential clients and customers to be able to read all the personal details of planning my wedding, or my day to day life on what should be a professional blog. But for now, I think I'm going to put it all in here. Partly because I can't yet decide on a blog name for my 'official' blog, and partly because I'm not yet ready to start writing it. then later on, in a month, maybe 3, maybe 6, when I start another blog, I'll decide what goes in what blog, and any of you who are reading this (anyone?) can decide whether you want another blog on your lists. So I'm sorry if this annoys you, but bloggings also a personal (public) thing right? There will still be weddingness here, with out a doubt, I'm still getting married after all! But I've been scared of seeming rather one sided to you all, there is far more that I'm interested in, worry about, like to look at, than, say, wedding flowers. ( I do love me some wedding flowers though).
So...heres the highlights of the weekend that I wanted to share with you. Yesterday I went (with a dear friend and bridesmaid) to Potfest in the park. its not as drug fuelled as you may imagine, in fact its not at all drug fuelled. Its one of two festivals by the same name, run by the same people, which celebrate and promote local, national, and international ceramic artists, in the beautiful settings of a country house.
See?:
Hutton in the Forest.
platters by: Charlotte and Sigerd Bohmer (no website unfortunately)
These last bowls almost made me cry with their prettyness. Seriously. We were planning to go back today, James and I, but the weather was so rubbish we didn't. I was hoping that I would get one of these, but it was not to be. They were so lovely. Ho hum. When we were there though, we met one of our college tutors who was exhibiting there, he told us about the walled garden at the back of the house (does that really count as a house? it had turrets. also I wanted to get married there.) so we went for a wander in there too, which was lovely.
All in all, a lovely morning was had. I just wish I'd had the money to buy the things I loved there. Thy weren't even expensive, I'm just uber skint. And I just found out that the one thing I did buy, a really cute tiny tile with a blue bird on, was made literally two villages away from my parents home! Phew, did that go ok?
p.s. on a technical note, why will blogger not allow me to drag my photos down through my post now, when it used to? I have to move it down bit by bit now, its irritating as hell, and I don't think I've done anything to change it. Or do all you clever people out there have some different way of doing things?
