I surely was a potter, look at me...
("Good morning, Mr. Leitch.
Have you had a busy day?")
I own the potter's face and hands.
I am the potter's face and hands and
I know I'm fakin' it
I have again pilfered the hapless John Bauman's (my dad's) password and googleblog site. He is busy working on a super-secret fake ash glaze that he will be firing tomorrow morning. It will be, I am told, totally awesome and stuff.