You will see from my previous entry that today we were sorting out the kitchen.
Hubby, bless him, decided to help and by the rattling of the pots and pans, I got the idea all was not going well. Square peg, round hole sort of thing.
I emptied a double cupboard, wiped down the shelves, and turfed out the drawer. The other holds all the paperwork for the boiler and the promised list of useful contacts. I then tied all the knobs together to stop myself ‘putting things away’ in it.
Hubby liked my idea, and so attacked a similar cupboard in the larder. He found the missing kitchen roll and umpteen fat balls for the birds. He also discovered we’ll be OK for washing powder for about a year, Typically, the bottles are too tall for a lidded box, but hey, you can’t get it right all the time.
Using up the open flour and most of the cooking margarine, I made my cake. I had to improvise for a mixing bowl because, yes, Hubby had packed it, and I didn’t have the heart to undo his prized jigsaw puzzle.
Finding the mixer and scales were OK as he knew I’d want them (mention cake and he’s chomping at the bit) , and I’d already kept the baking tins out. Pretty soon, the waft of home baking was filtering through the house.
Our meal this evening was to be a macaroni cheese.
Not a problem, except the dish I usually bake it in was making love to my mixing bowl.
So again a little bit of improvisation and the vessel I’d used for mixing now became my soaking bowl for the macaroni, and I retrieved one of a set of three dishes I’m taking to a charity shop as I hadn’t used them for over a year. It’s big, it’s deep and Hubby was happy because it meant he’d get lots.
Just a small thing. He’d packed all the crockery bar 2 old cereal bowls that don’t match anything else and 2 large but very stained melamine bowls that we have our curries, tomato pasta and chilli in.
These four items plus our mugs will be our eating receptacles for the next week, and then dropped in the bin on our last day here.
It didn’t matter. Cake and McCheese on the same day. He’s one happy bunny.
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