We were recording this evening, so I decided to take a few photographs to prove that we really do sit around in a pottery shed.
It’s pretty comfortable on summer evenings like today, as it’s warm (by British standards, so still pretty cold, really) and bright (again, adjust for Britishness).
The inside of the shed is a bit cramped, but we somehow manage to wedge ourselves between the pots, wheel and highly combustible gas cylinders. We try to avoid naked flames as it is difficult enough balancing the recording levels without factoring in explosions.
Happily the shed is solid enough to block out the sound of the traffic on the A421, which is about 100 yards away, otherwise we might have to pay royalties to passing drivers.
Farewell from the Buckingham Pottery, and happy listening!