I also inherited an oven with the house - it was Somewhat Grubby when we moved in, and eventually it became Hazardous To Health so I invested in some of that mythical Oven Pride, so beloved of the MN Flyladies. It did the job, but I do wish I could just flick a switch. Sounds like my kind of cleaning.
DD1 got away on time this morning; not without leaving her hand luggage behind (containing passport, money....). Luckily she remembered when we were half way down the hill so we rushed back for it. She is probably in France by now. I sneaked a "birthday stocking" containing little presents (hair stuff, smellies, Percy Pigs...) into the bottom of her case, as she turns 13 on Friday.
It's DH's birthday tomorrow; one of his gifts hasn't arrived yet
; the other is a golf trolley which I assembled last week and is hiding in the loft under a blanket. He is taking the day off and will lounge at home doing very little.