My heart is still beating quite fast. I just got out of the shower and stepped on a bee. I didn't know bees were still about-its November! Thankfully for me I must have stepped on his head and not his tail. I came out unscathed, he is writhing on the rug. I should probably dispatch him.
 
Okay, that's done, slippers on.

I forgot to put up some pics of the four inch bowls toasted little bottoms. Here they are, with a couple of right way up close ups too.

You can really see where the flame from the wood has hit the pots

I like how the iron in the slip bleeds rusty brown.

One final blue slipped bowl.