I tried to learn to throw an egg cup with a stem, like a little goblet. It’s tricky. I tried not to swear too much as virtually all of them collapsed or went wonky. I have saved the best one to fire as my pot of the day, but you’d need a goose egg to fit it. I will try again, and again, until I have learned the skill, but not today. Pottery, like life, does not always go according to my plan.