When my son left school he went to a college called The Glassworks, so called because it was actually part of a glassworks factory. He learned many things while there, including lots of arts and crafts and well as academic studies.
He actually loved glass blowing. This really surprised me and I was invited one day to see him at work. The factory was very hot, smelly and noisy and my senses were going into overdrive, but he was calm and obviously enjoying it. He had to listen very carefully to what he was told, not something he was ever good at doing, but here he knew he had to or he might get hurt.
As a result of his love of working with glass I have many mementos from the place, glasses, vases, Christmas tree baubles, mushroom shaped paperweights and two really big marbled glass paperweights, today's photo being one of them.
I can hardly believe that these things are all eight or nine years old now. They will always be my 'treasures.'