| Christmas Eve | 10am-4pm |
| Christmas Day | CLOSED |
| St Stephen’s Day | CLOSED |
| Tuesday December 27th | 10am-5pm |
| Wednesday December 28th | 10am-5pm |
| Thursday December 29th | 10am-5pm |
| Friday December 30th | 10am-5pm |
| New Years Eve | 10am-2pm |
| New Years Day | CLOSED |
| Monday 2nd January | 11am-5pm |
| Tuesday 3rd January | 10am-5pm |
IRELAND AND NORTHERN IRELAND: WEDNESDAY 21ST DECEMBER
UNITED KINGDOM: TUESDAY 20TH DECEMBER
FRANCE: SUNDAY 18TH DECEMBER
REST OF EUROPE: WEDNESDAY 14TH DECEMBER
REST OF WORLD: FRIDAY 2ND DECEMBER
This Friday evening (16th December, 5.30-9pm) will be our last Tapas evening of 2011. We will be serving a new rustic style – just as delicious as before but even larger portion sizes to suit Christmas appetites! Bring your friends along, tell your family – this will be a great warm up for the festivities to come with an amazing selection of tasty bites and wine.
Our online store seems to be really taking off now and we are really grateful to all of you out there who have taken the leap of faith and ordered pieces on the website.
We are delighted to be offering free shipping on all online orders to Ireland and the UK – with no minimum purchase – until December 21st. We announced this in our latest newsletter a week or so ago and the response has been tremendous. (You can sign up to receive the newsletter by email on the homepage of our website.)
We work very hard all year round to ensure that our customers get the best deals possible on shipping rates (and are expecting to have news for friends abroad early in the New Year to make our ranges even more accessible) but we see this as a little thank you from all of us at the Pottery for your continuing support!
Unsure of dates for last shipping before Christmas? Check here.
I was in the shower this morning and I found myself talking to my arm. For the last 6 months I have had a frozen right arm which has been quite painful and impossible to use for making pottery. Slowly, with continual exercise it is getting better. This morning in the shower I noticed that it was even better so I said “Thank you dear arm for being more use to me today” and I felt a deep sense of appreciation.
Then I thought of the integrated processes that our bodies are and I realised that my arm is not separate from my body but one and the same thing, even though the pain appears in a particular place.
Then I thought that I am part of the universe… and the game goes on and on.
I find gratitude to be a very powerful mantra.
It’s great to be back on the blog. I now have Patrick to keep me on track so I will be consistent. I love blogging, I just can’t use a computer and as there are so many things that I can do, and do do, I am not going to learn computers.
Stone Age Dinosaur you may say… I’d love to be one of those huge winged dinosaurs. There are three movies that I have been afraid to see because they evoke primeval fears: Jaws, Texas Chain Saw Massacre and Jurassic Park. I have been on the operating table about eight times but I don’t want to know about blood!
Next blog will be a bit happier – but no less real!! In fact I feel the beginning of Stevie’s Zen coming on…
Stephen,
Tuesday 29th November
Today is my birthday! It is raining and I am happy. Just over the hill is the fish restaurant where we got married. We are going there for lunch, just Lauren and me. The lads who run it are great pals.
The day of the wedding there were forty five of us. I put the tables in a square round the outside of the room with just room for us all to sit with our backs to the wall. That way we could all see each other. This is important at my parties as anybody is entitled to stand up and speak their mind or sing a song when the spirit moves them. Most people said something wonderful. Kevin Dunne had a priest’s collar which he wore whenever he felt a blessing coming on… Barra O’Tuama sang endlessly (one song) and Pat Scott was seen scurrying under the table as a short cut…
There was an opening in the square of table to allow the waiters free access to serve from in front of us which was great. In the centre of the square was the kid’s table so they could see everything and escape under the waiters’ feet to do their thing.
Food started at one o’clock and finished around five thirty. Course after course after course: twelve or fifteen of them.
Tomorrow I’ll tell you a bit more about the wedding. Now to the restaurant for lunch!
Stephen
Blogging ain’t easy you know, as I like to offer a worthwhile gift.
I had an amazing dream last night and I woke up and continued the line of thought. It was like earth shattering and I want to share it with you but I can’t remember a thing! Next time I’ll get up and write it down – it seemed so magical that had I written it down it might have vanished before morning.
I live a blessed life and a lot of the time I experience it as hell. I must remember to switch to the heaven channel cos I know that’s where I am. I just seem to like a little torture and it’s said that we humans are smart! I bet a rat or a mosquito wouldn’t be so foolish as me.
Slainte.
One of my best friends Kevin Dunne died last night. Usually when someone close to me dies I don’t really get it. I do what needs to be done but I don’t allow myself to feel and grieve.
Kevin and I have been soulmates since the Sixties. We met through rock’n’roll. He loved Dylan, I didn’t… For almost forty five years he kept playing me Dylan’s latest in the hopes of a conversion, but no good.
It’s extraordinary how little real stuff, like feelings, we can share. I always assumed I knew where Kevin was at emotionally, but I never checked it out and he probably wouldn’t have told me anyway.
I couldn’t sleep last night so I got up and sat wrapped up in a rug and left a spare rug beside me for Kevin and I think I heard him say ‘Ya stupid bollocks, would ya keep yourself warm’. Kevin was a real giver and it was only last night that I realised how similar we are. We expressed it differently but we were definitely cut from the same tree.
All my love Kevin, travel safely and don’t forget to visit – or I’ll fuckin kill ya!
Sitting on a hill in Italy 7.30am. Sun rising across the hills. Mist rising from the valley. I feel a burst of happy energy. I light a log fire and do yoga for the first time in six months. I meditate (I must be the world’s worst meditator) and eat the remains of my son’s breakfast. He has just gone to the airport with his mother, Lauren, and I nearly cry. When he’s here we hardly see him and now he’s gone back to school in America until Christmas.
I sit and ponder ideas for Musgrave’s next promotion. Some new shapes for my pottery for January and details for a spa in Athlone. They are all threads of the same stream of consciousness. When I design I try to be part of where the universe is at the moment and to express it. So all of my work today has a unity, a common theme. I don’t think ideas come from me – it’s like I am a conduit and dip into the universal consciousness as best I can. Maybe every action in the universe affects this and it’s just a question of how open we are to the process.
Love Stephen
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