From a young age I loved to work with clay, it was one of my favourite things to do. The process of making was an absolute and utter joy. A joy that writing, unfortunately, never came close to. I “got” clay. At college my Art Deco themed umbrella stand half shaped like Broadcasting House the other half designed from inspiration from the typical 1930s sun-trap style windows got me a distinction ( I am slightly bonkers, yes). And since then – nothing. No clay activities but pencil, paintbrush and Nikon have ruled. I am yearning to pot once more.