The latest batch will be ending tomorrow night. I say this every time, but there really are some gems amongst this lot. See if you can spot what they are:
One of my favourites ending tomorrow night is this unusual Roth pot:
Despite what it says in the listing ( I did it…) it is actually quite a rare form; we’ve not seen one of these before. I used Aidan’s previous listing to help me write it and kept ‘a well collected form’, thinking it was a piece of his sales patter… apparently, it’s quite unknown so a more accurate description might be ‘a well searched for’ form. Oh well… the collectors will know their stuff well enough to appreciate it! The glaze is amazing: vibrant, bold and striking. Roth are a company who produced such a plethora of different forms, glazes and colours. Usually, I’m not such a fan, but I do find this one quite appealing.
Just to show my erratic taste, I also love the colours of the glaze on this Scheurich 238:
Look at the turquoise and silver against the pale grey of that Scheurich pot! We’re in the process of doing up our house, and we’ve got a few old decorating books from the 1950s to use as inspiration. In one of them, it advocates using unusual things to inspire your colour schemes, such as flowers or favourite pictures. This pot would be a brilliant colour palette for a room! Or nails! I might have to paint my nails in something resembling this pattern tomorrow. I should explain that I’m a little bit obsessed with nail varnish, so I should have the colours to create this somehow.
One of the most exciting pieces we’ve put up for sale for a long time is this Otto Keramik piece:
Now, for quite a while I was adamant that we couldn’t possibly sell this one. The shape! The colours! The ridiculously drippy, metallic red glaze! But, as all obsessive collectors know, eventually you have to make choices about what to keep and what to sell. Sadly, it has been usurped by other pretenders to the West German crown. At least the beauty of Ebay – and the field we are working and collecting within – is that you know that when it does sell it will be going to someone who will love it, cherish it and hopefully give it pride of place in their homes. Otto are a pretty stupendous company, with pieces brimming with originality and individuality and this one is certainly no exception. The founder of the company, Otto Gerharz, was very interested in the technical development of glazes and I think you can see this in the complexities of the glaze here.
So, those are my picks of the pottery bunch – which ones do you rate? Or even, which do you hate? WGP is an exciting field that divides opinion and can spark an extreme reaction one way or another. What does it provoke in you?
Items Ending Wednesday 15th August:
Items Ending Wednesday 22nd August:
Just in case you missed the links scattered throughout, you can view the entire collection for sale here.
New pieces of West German Pottery are listed every Sunday evening between 7 and 8pm to end 10 days later.
What can I say? It’s as good an excuse as any to show off pictures of West German Pottery…
If you’re interested in finding out more about West German Pottery, my partner, Aidan, has been working very hard on a website called Potsandpots.com. It’s definitely worth having a look. I know I’m biased, but I do think it’s rather good!
- Cue Carstens (littleowlski.wordpress.com)
- Autumnal Pottery (littleowlski.wordpress.com)
- Sunshine and Lightness Here… Really (littleowlski.wordpress.com)
As it’s now the (and I hate saying this) run-up to Christmas, we’re having a big push on Aidan’s Ebay, selling lots of West German Pottery. There are all kinds of pots for sale:
As with all of his Ebay listings, Aidan takes a lot of time to ensure that the pictures are truly representative of the colours, designs and proportions of the pots. Listings always include a detailed description of the items – any tiny blemish is described, and he does have eagle eyes! He spots things that I cannot see, even when he’s pointed them out to me. So you can be sure that if you buy something from us, what you see is most definitely what you get.
Some of my particular favourites from this week and next are these:
Just look at the glaze on that! It’s an amazing texture; crusty, thick and bursting with colour. ‘Fat Lava’ could not be a more appropriate way to describe it.
Remember ‘nu rave’? No, me neither, but the neon/rave scene will always have a place in popular culture. Why not pay homage to it with this:
N3221120 Jasba for sale
Those designers really did take their inspiration from anywhere, didn’t they?
If ever there were a ‘man’ vase, this one would be it:
“You Jane, Me Great Big Man Vase…” There’s definitely something very masculine and tribal about it. It looks like it should be dug up out of a pit, storing the brains of some long dead pharaoh or emperor. Maybe that’s just my imaginative interpretation of it!
I’ll be honest; I’m not sure how Aidan persuaded me to part with that punch bowl! I love it. Imagine having your mulled wine out of that this Christmas? Would certainly be a talking point amongst your relatives and a fantastic way to initiate them into the West German pottery fold.
I’ll give a pound to anyone who can get the British Sea Power reference in my caption…
I’m worried that beautiful Scheurich will get overshadowed by its more gaudy cousins. The glaze on this is beautiful: subtle, swirled green covered in a silver, metallic oil. It was difficult to capture truly on pictures, but I think Aidan did a good job of getting it just right.
So, those are my favourites that are up for sale over the next two weeks. If you fancy having a look (and even having a bid), click here.
It is officially half term, and for the first time in over a year, we’re actually not going to Germany. Indeed, it does feel a little odd to not now be rummaging through mountains of tat on our first port of call in some German town. Instead I am ensconced in a rather beautiful barn conversion in the middle of the countryside, about two miles away from Totnes. After one evening, I already smell like a log fire and I’m typing this looking out onto a beautiful courtyard; the sun casting speckled, mottled shadows through autumnal leaves.
We woke up yesterday bright and early, ready for our long drive down South. Several stop-offs had been planned, and more were added over the course of the day. After finally getting the rest of the luggage packed (honestly, you’d think we were moving, not just holidaying for a week), our first stop was the Post Office depot to pick up a parcel. After then realising the engine oil was low, we returned home where I discovered two things: firstly, my gorgeous Monsoon dress I’d bought from Ebay was new with its tags and it also had a small bug nesting in the package, causing me to get covered in brown bug juice and necessitating a trip indoors to wash my hands. This then prompted the second discovery: that we’d left the lights on, so it’s a good job we went back.
Our second stop was in Stoke to deliver this:
Nestled amidst the detritus of our holiday-making, this Scheurich was destined for an estate in Stoke. After delivering the pot to its new owners, we then called at the local Post Office to post the last batch of parcels from Wednesday’s Ebay sales. The Post Office (and the town itself) felt a little bit like the Land That Time Forgot. The Post Office even had its old sign still painted above the new one:
We had a little wander around the small high street, visited a couple of charity shops and a church sale. Despite the retroness of the area, pickings were slim in the charity shops. There were a couple of very retro dresses and jumpsuits in one, which as Aidan pointed out, were so retro they looked like fancy dress. The only things we bought were a pair of 1950s reindeer Christmas decorations and two homemade cakes from the church sale, costing the grand total of 50p.
On the motorway, we passed a very boring looking Vauxhall Corsa at one point that contained three elderly gentlemen inside it, all wearing different hats. One had a baseball cap, the other a flat cap and the third a trilby. Honestly, he looked just like Little Richard, same ‘tache and everything. We were convinced that they should have been in a Cadillac or something: not just a bog-standard car. Every time we caught up with them again, we were peering in and making up stories of what they could have been doing. Another stop off at my parents’ house in Stafford, admired the house and my mum’s beautifully displayed West German pottery, a drive past Walsall and a mental wave to Vintage Vix in Walsall, then we continued on to Gloucester Antiques Centre at the Historic Docks.
We’d been there previously, but a few years ago. What a change! All newly regenerated and the Antiques Centre seemingly much reduced in size:
The ground floor appeared to be filled with over-priced jewellery, but the other two floors were much more interesting. I found two ‘Glamour’ magazines from the late 1950s and, more excitingly, there were some amazing displays of West German pottery. Before being told that I wasn’t allowed to take any pictures, I managed to sneak in a few shots of the units.
They also had some fantastic glass and other retro pieces alongside the WGP:
Around the corner from this unit was an even larger and more stunning display. Unfortunately I only managed to get one photograph before I got told off for taking pictures…
Eventually we found a card for the proprietor, identifying it as Green Haze Retro. My pictures do not do the displays justice: they really were extremely well merchandised. And… we spotted stuff of ours. Literally ours! We began to recognise a couple of pieces that Aidan had sold in the last few months via Ebay, dismissed it as ‘they’re mass-produced so there’s bound to be some the same’ then Aidan spotted a metal dish and it had the same sticker on the bottom as the one he’d sold. Hey presto! Identified and uber-excited by this development. If you happen to spot this post, Mr Green Haze Retro, get in touch. We’d love to do some more business and help spread the West German Pottery world even further. You can visit the Gloucester Antiques Centre here and actually buy a few pieces online. Definitely worth a look as there were some gorgeous one: a giant Steuler and U-Keramik, vibrant, bright yellow Kreutz and a whole myriad of very high-quality pieces.
This was a separate unit. Green Haze Retro had very cleverly divided their goods into two decades: Fifties and Sixties. Apart from the gorgeousness of the displays, what also pleased me was the number of people who were lingering on these displays. I had to do some patient waiting around this one to get a picture without other people in shot. I was very tempted by the Dallas Simpson print you can just see on the floor here, but Aidan wasn’t too keen. I’ll just have to wait until we’re in our new house, then I can begin my own Montage of Misery wall.
After this very successful and enjoyable stop, our next stop was – finally – the cottage. It’s a beautiful place. Located behind some kind of stately home that’s been converted into flats, it has its own private courtyard, a large open living and dining space with the obligatory log fire. Since our last visit here, the kitchen, bathroom and bedrooms have been renovated and now it’s a beautiful space. Many pieces of quirky yet somehow country artwork and prints adorn the walls, and even dangle from the ceilings. It’s lovely. And I plan to spend a much time in front of the fire as is humanly possible…
This is one of my favourite times of the year. Once half term is over, it’s the countdown to Christmas, Halloween and Bonfire Night. There’s something about the smell in the air at this time of year: crisp, leafy, smoky… it reminds me of walking to school as a teenager, wrapped up in my thick navy school-coat and school scarf. Actually, that doesn’t sound too different from what I’m still doing now – only the colour of the scarf has changed!
Last year, I really enjoyed making an autumn display with pottery in the appropriate colours, garnished with a few pumpkins, unusual-coloured squash, twigs and dried chestnut cases. Something about West German Pottery… it lends itself so easily to a themed display; a result of the multitude of colours and cacophony of glazes.
Tomorrow morning we’re off down to Devon for a week. I am fully intending to do not much more than walking, relaxing in front of a log fire whilst reading and drinking red wine. I’ve already got my stash of books prepared…
- The Fabulous Fifties in Pottery (littleowlski.wordpress.com)
- A Lot On My Plate (littleowlski.wordpress.com)
I really wanted to title this post, ‘A Lot On My West German Pottery Plate’ but then I realised that two of the plates I’m featuring aren’t from the country, let alone the region… ne’er mind!
This plate by Bjørn Wiinblad is part of the Rosenthal Studio Line. It’s tiny! I didn’t realise we had this but Aidan has firked it out this morning. ‘Firked’ is a verb coined by my mum which Aidan has adopted. It means to find something out. Well, this morning a few plates have been firked out for you to have a look at.
I’ve got grand plans for these plates if we ever buy a bigger house. Feature wall, somewhere prominent with a vast array of different plates adorning it… Vintage Vixen did a similar thing with her Wall of Misery; I want to make a Wall of Retro Platery.
This gorgeous piece of Italian Tourist Tattery was found by my sister Megan on a recent trip for her and my dad to Germany. It matched the lovely Italian vase I bought from Kevin Graham on our last trip, so I had to have it as soon as I saw it. It’s been featured on this blog before, but any excuse to show it again is good enough for me. These pieces were made in the 1960s in the Republic of San Marino. There are similarities to the Fat Lava of West German Pottery in the crusty, thick, white glaze around the edge; which contrasts in a stunning manner with the high-gloss smoothness of the central image.
This beautiful 1950s Ruscha wall plate depicts a market scene. Ruscha did a range of these plates and plaques which showed scenes from different streets or views. This is the only one I have, but it is a beauty.
The detail and effort that goes into these pieces shows up on the smallest scale. There are at least three different applications of glaze on her skirt.
Is it a horse? is it a deer? Is it a giraffe? Is it some strange hybrid of the three? I’m really not sure, but I do still like this little 1950s plate very much. The elongated necks and legs of these creatures, when coupled with their cheeky chirpy faces, create the cutesy kitsch feel of the 1950s. *Update* Aidan has just entered the room and mocked me considerably about this – apparently, they’re clearly giraffes. Fine then. Whatever. They’re giraffes.
This plate is marked underneath with ‘L’Ancora Alura 208′. At first glance, I thought this was another Italian company. However, a quick Google search has discovered that it’s actually a Dutch company: Ceramics Company van den Kroonenberg. The website I found is incredibly useful and definitely worth a visit – Dutch Pottery and Ceramics marks. They say about the pottery, ‘Industrial produced Retro PopArt decorative art pottery, L’Ancora ceramics, produced by Ceramics Company van den
Kroonenberg, with black mat fragments, scratched in lines and partial covered glazes as decoration, like girls & boys heads.’ The picture they have of the backstamp also matches mine perfectly.
There are probably more plates hidden and buried in various boxes around the house, in the loft and in our friend’s garage. I think my Wall of Retro Platery is well on its way though.
It’s been a little while since I’ve done a ‘Big Pot, Little Pot’ post, but thanks to the powers of my wonderful other half, I’ve got not one, but two sets of BPLP to share with you.
He’s even made these lovely pictures for me to show off the vases in their best light. These two are not exactly matching, but they are both of the same glaze. It’s a gorgeous 1950s Scheurich glaze: mottled grey background with incised stripes of yellow, pink, turquoise and the black with a zigzag detail. The smaller one is a 271 by Heinz Siery, whilst the larger is a whopping 270-50. We found the big one in Germany; it’s the first ’50s piece that Aidan has really liked – it was him that actually bought the 271 in the same glaze!
These two are a bit of a cheat BPLP really: I’m going off the pattern being the same rather than the same pot in different sizes. The smaller, blue one is a Jasba 1640-28 and the larger, red one is 1641-45. Interestingly, the form numbers for both the Scheurich and the Jasba are only one different, and it appears to be the handle on each one that shows a variation. We only noticed that the Jasbas were matching this afternoon as I was hoovering up! It’s not surprising that we don’t spot these things with the amount of stuff we have.
We’ve been to Romily and Hyde this afternoon for a charity shop hunt. Not much found in either place really, a couple of books, a retro 80s Jacques Vert top for me and a retro spaghetti tin. The weather is utterly horrendous, but I am getting a little bit excited about the potential for snow and -20 degrees weather in a few weeks’ time. We’re going to Devon at half-term and I would love an early snow week! Tomorrow, it’s Ghostpoet with some friends from work and, if I can persuade Aidan, the Vintage Village at Stockport in the morning. He’s making us homemade pizzas at the moment so maybe if I pronounce them delicious (which they will be anyway!), then I’ll be able persuade him to take me to the VV in the morning… we’ll see.
- Big Pot… (littleowlski.wordpress.com)
Last week was spent frantically sorting out and preparing for the Saturday Sale in Glossop of West German Pottery. Saturday morning dawned and everything was ready:
Wowie Zowie owners Jenny and Goff were first in at the crack of dawn… well, not quite. But they were first in as the shop needed to be opened. A quick whizz round and they’d grabbed a gorgeous lamp, a fantastic Italian planter that we were quite partial to ourselves and some other lovely West German Pottery. I’ve said it before (and I’ll say it again!), but their shop really is the embodiment of all of my retro shop fantasies. Every time, and I do mean every single time, we go in there, we’re blown away by how fantastic it is. I love the fact that some of our stuff ends up in there.
Our neighbour, Helen, was next through the doors and I was more pleased than anything else really that she bought one of the pots! I love it when we sell something to friends and family; it’s like a little confirmation that it’s not just us and a few others who like this stuff AND that we might have a chance of making a go at this as a real business. Helen’s pot is already in her window and I like that the WGP world is spreading through Glossop. She bought an excellent 1950s Scheurich Heinz Siery piece to put her flowers in. I’ll grab a picture one day, if she’ll let me!
After that, Julian, Lisa and Chris were the next to arrive – and were amongst the last to leave! As always, lovely to see them and this time, Chris bought some pieces of pottery as well!
Chris is holding the pieces he bought and Lisa is holding what has been christened Julian’s ‘Chef Hat’ Carstens. They bought some other lovely things as well, but I won’t give them away. Instead, you can go and visit Lisa’s blog here and take a look for yourself.
Lots of people came on the day, virtually everybody we’d invited. Unfortunately, in all of the excitement, I completely forgot to take many pictures! Richard Holland, who owns the largest Ceramano collection in the world, came along with his friend Janet, who professed herself to not actually being a collector. I think we may have changed her mind though as she left with more than Richard! Unsurprisingly, Richard bought a large Ceramano piece, along with a small Ilkra. Janet bought a few gorgeous 1950s pieces by Scheurich and Bay, including that fabulous orange Bay Contura piece that I loved; and a few of the glass solifleur vases. Steve and Lesley from Derbyshire came over – they’d already bought a few bits and bobs from Aidan’s Ebay: penguinaidan. They took one of the amazing Scheurich huuuuuuuuuge Wien pots! Those are seriously amazing pots:
Stuart Brownrigg, who runs the most amazing West German pottery stall at Bygone Times, turned up carrying a bottle of German champagne and some delicious-looking rhubarb chutney from his wife, The Kitchen Witch. We should be having some of that for our lunch today! Stuart bought a fab Ruscha 313 with a crackle glaze and… I’ll be honest, I can’t remember what else! He was another who managed to escape the photographs! He did provide us with some information regarding pots we’d still not managed to identify. As always, it was fantastic seeing him… and as to re-use a thought, you really should get yourself up to Bygone Times to see his stall if you haven’t already. Trust me, it’s worth it.
We also met Kevin Thorpe and his wife, Joanne for the first time. Kevin is a relatively new collector, but yet someone else from the North West who has discovered the love for West German pottery. Thankfully, he was more than happy for me to take a picture:
As well as the few smaller pieces in the box, Kevin and Joanne bought two massive Scheurich vases with psychedelic flowers on the sides. I absolutely love how pleased Kevin looks in this photograph! Really lovely to meet them both, and again, very glad that we had something that they liked.
Stefan, a recently met collector was last through the doors and he was like a whirlwind too! That seemed to be the theme of the day, regardless of how long you spent. At one point, we had that many people in the front room, even I had to make a retreat to the kitchen!
More than anything, it was just such a lovely feeling to have brought so many people together who enjoy looking at and chatting about West German pottery. I was ever so excited – though this might have had as much to do with the amount of diet coke and tea I’d drunk by the end of the day! By five o’clock, the last person had left and we were left with a still very full living room, a few more pennies in the pocket and a extremely satisfying feeling of having made a little mark on the WGP world. A massive thanks to everybody who made the huge effort to come along: Jen, Goff, Helen, Julian, Lisa, Chris, Steve, Lesley, Richard, Janet, Kevin, Joanne, Stuart, Stefan and Dave (dragged along by Helen, probably!). We promise to try and make it at least an annual event.
Not deliberately patriotic, but still a pretty impressive collection all the same. All of these pots are for sale on Saturday. Even if you can’t make it, enjoy the pottery porn!
Apologies for misspellings, grammatical or semantic errors in the title! Aidan and I are currently in our home away from home a.k.a the Formule 1 hotel. Tonight we’re in Bremen, but so far we’ve stayed in Formule 1s in Bochum, Etaps near Hamburg and Lubeck and the Best Western in Bremen earlier in the week. Oh yes, we go to all the classiest places when staying in Germany. The funny thing is, we’ve stayed in the Formule 1 hotels so many times that they really do feel homely to us now, despite the 80s décor and modular, shared showers. All I need is a ‘dirtbag’ (mixed up German lager and Cola – thanks Stuart, for the name!), a few books, X-Files and the knowledge that the van-car is chocka with retro pottery.
This week has been brilliant. We’re going to be returning with Wanda the Van-Car fully loaded. Her suspension is being tested today as this is the biggest haul of stuff ever. In the last two days alone, we’ve found a few dozen pots, a giant retro space age rocket lamp, three rugs, several pieces of glass and more. Add that to the haul of a giant Steuler lamp, a Tretchikoff ‘Chinese Girl’ in the world’s biggest frame, at least a hundred more pieces of pottery and glass and countless other little bits and bobs… it equals a fair amount!
As you can see from the pictures from the start of the week, the car got full quite quickly. Worryingly, we just looked at these pictures and giggled that Wanda looked so empty. Ha! We’ve found some amazing pieces though: the Tretchikoff is an obviously good one; but some of the West German Pottery is just staggeringly good. Gorgeous: from fat and crusty lava to chic, refined, delicate shell-like glazes, we’re really thrilled with the pots.
Earlier in the week, we visited Wuppertal, home to our favourite contraption: the ‘Schwebebahn.’ Just look at the pictures:
I’ve mentioned the Schwebebahn on here before but this time I actually got to ride on it. I cannot imagine that being my commute every day. Aidan was in his element with it. We rode all the way to one end and back to the central station within about forty minutes. Remembering some of the stories that we read about online, I can’t believe that somebody thought it was a good idea to put a baby elephant on it! That’s what happened though: in the 1950s, the Althoff Circus used ‘Tuffi’ the Elephant to publicise the circus was in town by taking it on the city’s public transport. However, once she was aboard the Schwebebahn, she was frightened by the odd movement of it and managed to break through the side of the carriage in her panic. Luckily she sustained only minor injuries after falling into the River Wupper.
We also took a trip to see the Grandmaster of WGP: Kevin Graham. The amount of time and effort Kevin has put into the world of WGP in astounding – as is the sheer quantity of pottery he currently houses. We saw only a fraction, yet that was fantastic enough. And what Kevin doesn’t know about it all… well, try the Pottery and Glass forum he runs! It was a really enjoyable day trekking around with Kev and insightful to say the least. Having an expert with you to go hunting makes for a very enjoyable experience; turning it into almost like a lesson at the same time. If lessons in WGP were part of the National Curriculum of course… thanks again, Kevin for the fantastic day and glad to hear how much you enjoyed the Marmite. Hopefully the Green & Black’s hot chocolate and Colman’s mustard will be just as yummy.
Today was meant to be a more relaxed day for us. The car is pretty much full and we’ve worked fairly flat out since we got here. And we haven’t really been to as many places as on other days, but it’s still been a fair bit of driving. Luckily (or unluckily if you think about my diet!), we discovered the joys of ‘Nougat Crisps’, a breakfast cereal made up of little chocolate-crème filled parcels. We may or may not be onto our second box of these things… The scenery has been much more picturesque up North, compared to around the Ruhr. Although the Ruhr does have it’s more interesting charms:
Slightly childish I know – and these pictures were taken before we spent a day with Kevin… mutual acquaintances will know what I mean! – but these signs did make me smile and they were within two hundred metres of each other. We’ve also seen a ‘Caravan of Love’ this evening: as we drove past what we thought was a camper-van pulling out, I spotted a sign saying ‘Girls girls’ on the door just as Aidan spotted some neon, red lights on the bonnet… I can’t decide if I would or would not be interested to see the kind of person who would turn up to use the ‘Caravan of Love’! Just goes to show that appearances about an area can be deceiving. This was in a lay-by off a tree-lined road in a peaceful, rural area.
All in all, it’s been a really fun week. Fingers crossed, there have been no mishaps yet with either the pottery or the car. We’ve even managed to speak a reasonable amount of German to the various shop-owners. Today, I got told that our German was very good and asked if we were Swedish as a result. The woman was very surprised when I said we were English. That’s what happens when you’re slightly ginger with a tall, skinny boyfriend, both wearing glasses. And speaking another language other than English… nobody believes you’re English if you can do that!
Now it’s time for more X-Files and some strawberry wine in bed. This is fairly standard for a roadtrip and should probably get added to our official rules. I’ll leave you with an updated copy of them, just in case you fancy the trip yourself.
Official Rules for Road-tripping Round Germany (Updated):
- Use every toilet you come across. Do not be afraid to ask for the key if necessary.
- Try not to feel too excited when entering a junky, packed looking market hall. Virtually everything will be chipped.
- Get used to the smell of cigarette smoke. Smoking and secondhand junk go hand in hand here.
- Bring baby wipes for cleaning your hands after a re-pack. We forget this time.
- Stock up on cereal you can eat dry.
- Stock up on ‘dirtbags’ for drinking once in your hotel.
- Book the cheapest hotel you can. It’s worth sleeping in 1988 to spare ten euros that might buy the best piece you could find.
- Learn key phrases such as ‘How much does it cost?’ ‘Is that your cheapest price?’ ‘Excuse me, I’m English and therefore can barely speak my own language let alone yours. Please speak more slowly. No need to increase the volume as I’m not stupid, just foreign.’
- Be prepared for a lot of staring at your car. Yes, it’s a British car. Yes, it’s a right-hand drive. Yes, it looks like a Royal Mail van. And yes, we’ve just tried to drive down the wrong side of a dual carriageway. So?
- Formule 1 might be the cheapest hotel, but it will give you free internet. Expensive hotels are cheapskates and will not.
- Sunglasses are essential for allowing you to have a catnap when not driving, without the driver realising.
- Do not read for more than thirty minutes at a time when a passenger. This causes the driver to get very cross.
- Do not ignore the driver when you are reading, especially when he needs you to look in the blind spot for cars when merging onto a motorway.
- Try not to get cross when you get told to ‘keep your eyes peeled’ for your destination when you’re still five minutes away according to the sat-nav. Particularly when it’s the tenth time that day.
- Do not take videos of your driver reversing.
I’ll try and get that video tomorrow…