Pint of Old Sea Glass, please

While young George was going about the important business of taking everything out of all the cupboards, he came across one of my hoards of sea glass.

I can never resist picking this stuff up on the beach, coming back with chinking pockets full of it. What I like most about it is the way the sea rounds off the edges and gives it that satisfying cloudy colour and rough/smooth texture.

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