An update ... and apology to MIL

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A few weeks ago I started a thread accusing my MIL of being strange for bringing a potato peeler (along with enough groceries to sink the Titanic) with her to our house.

Fast forward to spending Christmas with my parents and there's no potato peeler, no frying pan and no baking tray which is going to make cooking Christmas dinner (which we offered to do to avoid my parents' interesting cooking) difficult.

MIL I take it all back. You aren't strange at all, but a sensible, well prepared woman who I will be taking many life lessons from in future. (MIL is not on MN so will not be aware of this grovelling apology)

"Can you still buy what used to be called Lancashire potato peelers? They were a fixed blade, tied with string which meant you had a good grip."

I've got one of those, echt. I have no idea where I bought it or how long I've had it - but it's brilliant. Those swively blade jobbies scare the bejaysus out of me.

My mum has one of them echt
Donkeys years old..lol

Go MIL!

When I go on self-catering holidays I take my own knives with me.

When I go to stay with my mum I always end up wishing i had taken a ratchet set, batteries, light bulbs, screwdriver, and a suitcase full of thermal underwear. Their electrics are antedevulvian and they never have anything fixed properly and the heating never works.

I usually travel everywhere with my own coffee machine and a jar of coffee mate.