29th September, 2010
Tintagel Youth Hostel, Tintagel, Cornwall
Today was my last whole day in Tintagel. Tomorrow I leave, to move onto the place port of call, in this case - Plymouth for the night. I spent my morning fairly simply downloading photos and organising my files. Called home for over an hour, which is always appreciated when you least expect it. I went to visit the village again, and stopped into a potters. It was an incredible workshop, with a giant man behind the potter's wheel. And when he stood up - boy he'd almost hit the ceiling beams he was that tall!
The walls were lined with cups and bowls and teapots, everywhere you looked there was something he had created! While I was there, he was smoothing and polishing up soup bowls which he had turned the day before. It was amazing to just watch him create something so usable and yet exquisite, all without looking as though he was even thinking about it. Yet looking at this place, I'm sure he never thinks of his work as work!
It is an early bed tonight, and packing to leave tomorrow morning, I have an appointment with the rocks at the castle in the morning, I don't want to miss it or my bus later on!
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