Do you know what I did today?
I made a birthday cake and did not lick the bowl or eat bits of icing off it. This has never happened to me before, either. So, that's two.
I DID have a bit of cake.
And, I enjoyed it. A small slice, one. And, it was yum.
That has never happened before either. Usually I'll eat four or five, and scrape the bowl. With my tongue.
I shall update tomorrow, incase you are interested whether I snaffled the haribos and the kids were left with an empty pinata...
reastie we're in the middle of an extension. I'm underwhelmed by the whole thing. I really can't quite believe HOW MUCH TAPS COST! And, just how easily you can spend crazy amounts of money on stuff like, well, you know, places to keeps the tins of beans.
As soon as someone says "you want this cupboard because it is self cleaning" I'll get excited. Meanwhile, I can't help but feel it's just a place to store tins of beans.
I dunno, it's just a kitchen. That's part of a house. Not what makes a home?
Good hiding places for lard stuff, that's what makes a home...
...what's your best hiding place?
Mine's the bottom of the laundry basket. Never going to be uncovered and no bugger will ever find it there.