My sister made a clay owl at school. She must have been about 14, I was 4. It was very textured, almost dangerously sharp with uneven eye sockets. It was 1970s beige and highly glossed. The existence of this owl itself is not what is memorable, but how it was later used.
Later on, around 1986 (I was about 13) We had an old black and white TV, no remote and because the knob to change channel was broken it was stuck on BBC2. One of the eye sockets of the owl (I can’t remember which one) fitted over the metal rod that stuck out of the TV. With careful placement and luck the owl eye socket could change the channel on the TV.