{"id":1300,"date":"2005-01-01T10:55:30","date_gmt":"2005-01-01T09:55:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marshwoodvale.co.uk\/?p=1300"},"modified":"2005-01-01T10:55:30","modified_gmt":"2005-01-01T09:55:30","slug":"beresford-pealing","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.marshwoodlife.com\/test\/beresford-pealing\/","title":{"rendered":"Beresford Pealing"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Life started at Wandsworth Maternity Hospital 1932. Because I was born with blue eyes, my mother decided I was to be a sailor and called me Beresford, the then Admiral of the Fleet being one, Sir Something Beresford. My eyes have subsequently turned mud colour, so I have become a potter.<\/p>\n<p>I was too young to make any notable contribution towards winning the war (1939-45) although I did have the dubious distinction of being the youngest junior ARP (Air Raid Patrol) warden in South London and was issued with a very superior service gas mask and tin hat. Schooling and College lead to a teaching career. Sadly, my mark on the education profession was even less profound than my war effort.<\/p>\n<p>My Damascus Road Light shone on me in the pottery section of Brighton Museum. I knew that pottery was for me, and so it has been for the rest of my life &#8211; so far!<\/p>\n<p>Moving a little bit south and west every ten years or so, I have now arrived in a stable at the Town Mill in Lyme Regis. The horses left in 1925 but the flies have stayed. I share it with them and my colleague Don Hudson (a recently degreed mature student from Harrow). We make and hopefully sell useful and useless pots &#8211; his earthenware, my stoneware. We try (and sometimes succeed) in keeping our workshop and sales area open seven days a week.\u00a0 We like to think that we will never be too busy to stop and talk to anyone who wants to.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Life started at Wandsworth Maternity Hospital 1932. Because I was born with blue eyes, my mother decided I was to be a sailor and called me Beresford, the then Admiral of the Fleet being one, Sir Something Beresford. My eyes have subsequently turned mud colour, so I have become a potter. I was too young [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":1301,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"cybocfi_hide_featured_image":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1300","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","category-people"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.marshwoodlife.com\/test\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1300","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.marshwoodlife.com\/test\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.marshwoodlife.com\/test\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.marshwoodlife.com\/test\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.marshwoodlife.com\/test\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1300"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.marshwoodlife.com\/test\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1300\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.marshwoodlife.com\/test\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1300"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.marshwoodlife.com\/test\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1300"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.marshwoodlife.com\/test\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1300"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}