In the interests of rent reduction we have been buying household goods. All our household goods from Hometown have arrived now so it's no good imagining that we probably have a double-boiler somewhere anymore. Now we know the true state of affairs kitchen-wise.
It's strange to have everything here. It's all here now. There are some things I miss that I don't have. Some plates I particularly liked. Some things have memories that make me a bit sad. Mostly though, it's okay. The kitchen has always been the most stable place in my life. I don't really know much about the life I had before I joined this body in 1985 (sorry, I know it's very strange, but trust me, I'm a very ordinary and dull lady otherwise) but the Herrings (ghosts from an Edwardian age, see previous apology) say I was a cook. I'm most at home in the kitchen, especially kitchens with real fireplaces.
My kitchen news is that we bought a nine piece pots and pans set. They're lovely.
I must go. Thea has a coffee date.