for The Sunday Muse
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Potty Pete, they call him. Not just because of his striking resemblance to Harry Potter, round glasses and all, but because he’s an enthusiastic amateur pottery potter.
He’s made plant pots, glazed pots, terracotta pots, a piddle pot even! They’re always a bit wonky but he claims that’s deliberate; says it’s modernistic, contemporary even.
His passion for all things potty stems from the pottery classes he attended at school. He loves to tell, and retell the tale of an incident that once occurred. His clay was a bit too sloppy, and he placed it on the wheel slightly off centre, so when he set it spinning it launched itself across the workshop and landed with a splat on the back of his tutor’s head!
For some unfathomable reason, he actually sells quite a few of his creations. His best customer is a Greek restaurateur for whom he makes plates especially for smashing on the floor, the way they do in Hellenic tavernas.
A while back his burgeoning success gave him the idea of turning his hobby into a career so he gave up his job and started touting his wares around fetes and fairs. Unfortunately, it didn’t provide him with a sustainable income and before long he didn’t have a pot to…well, you know! He’s back working in a depot now.
He made me a coffee mug. It’s quite nice. The handle fell off so now I use it as a beer tankard. Cheers, Pete!
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Thanks to Carrie for hosting and proving the picture that got my muse amusingly musing!
Once again every entry before mine except one, 17 this week, is a poem. Prose composers, where are you hiding?
Perhaps he’ll have better luck in his next venture
I’,m sure he’s plotting something!
Haha! 👍🏼
so… would you say that it all went to pot, Keith?
Nice one David, I wish I’d thought of that, I could have included in my tale!
I haven’t copyrighted it yet 😉
So sorry his jackpot cracked.
Haha, nice one Suzette!
Thank you Keith. An excellent story.🙏
hope he keeps making his pots and finds a way to make a living at it over time
He’s pretty determined!
Some brilliant and fun word play happening here Keith!! I love it!!
Love this! The tankard transformation at the end brought a huge grin to my face. Good mugs are lifelong companions.
Nice story. I have a coffee mug a gift from my daughter. Part of the handle broke off but i still use it as a coffee mug😊
Happy Sunday
Much💖love
I’ll have what you’re having! What a delightful piece of prose, that had rhythm, humour and quirkiness.
As long as the potty potter is having a good time…that’s what counts.
When my handles “fly off” I put in the ‘Save File’ until I glue them back on.
Or I used them a pencil bin on my writing desk.
This was a nice prose piece, Keith. You didn’t tag it as fiction or true?
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Puttering on pots is relaxing, so if it’s a good sideline business, i hope he keeps doing it. A fun and funny story.
Ha ha ha! Absolutely hilarious, Keith! What a shame it didn’t work out for him, he obviously had great POT-ential!
I had to smile at the word wonky as for some reason I’ve been saying that word recently. I guess it was never meant to be a pot of gold.
Once again you’ve given me a laugh and lifted heat-fatigued spirits, thanks very much!
Sounds like Pete should get together with a greenhouse gal and they could start a new branch: potted plants.
Very entertaining story, Keith. You know, I didn’t even notice that prose was an option, but now that you’ve enlightened me, I will write some for next week 🙂
Art… It works and then it doesn’t. Perhaps it is the attempts, the creative joy that is really what keeps the spirit creating.
Love this story, Keith! Using the broken cup as a tankard made me smile.