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Tuesday, October 17

Early Days...The Potters House Penketh

 Sometimes I start looking through my photo files for something ...

..and then have to stop at an image I'd completely forgotten about...

...such are these early pics from the beginnings of the business we now call 

The Potters House Penketh.

This is a pic of the very first sales day at St Joseph's Summer Fair on Meeting Lane in Penketh...late 70s.
Well the clothes say it all......!
..and hiding behind me advising on prices and top saleswoman...is my lovely late mum over from the troubles in Belfast for a week of peace.


You can see that it wasn't all Alan's ceramics then he was still teaching... 

...as head of art at Penketh High School.

We backed quite a few of the Traidcraft organisations.

And I also did a bit of dealing in vintage and collectables..anything to get the business going.


Every Tuesday I hired "The Institute" on the main Warrington Road.

This is a pic of sisters who came with their mum and shared the building..it was a place of fun and friendship.

Later it became a coffee house for the local church..St. Paul's Penketh and was renamed "The Manna House" ..and when sold on to a young local entrepreneur...Andrew Mulholland...it kept it's name and is used for grand parties and celebrations.


It meant a lot of packing and unpacking and lugging heavy boxes of ceramics and craft goods.

...and our old car at that time often needed a push to get the engine going!

There were many lovely people who became involved by baking and making for stalls.

So much laughter and naughty innocence...it was great to remember it all as I looked through the file of pics.  

Monday, December 6

It's a cat blog....

 Just a cat blog...

...but what's not to love about a cat blog?


"What greater gift

than the love of ..two..cats"...almost Charles Dickens.


In a cat's eyes, all things belong to cats...including your favourite chair!


Thousands of years ago, cats were worshipped as gods.Cats have never forgotten this.


The phrase domestic cat is an oxymoron.


...one cat just leads to another...Ernest Hemingway.

...oh ! happy christmas Erni..x



Eric and his slave.



Dogs come when they are called...
...cats take a message..and get back to you.

And there you have it...two besotted old adults...who really wanted a dog...and got two cats by mistake!