Sunday, 4 March 2012


As I said in my last post, spring isn't really here. As I watched the weather forecast last night and it mentioned the S N O W word as a possibility for Sunday evening in the southeast, I thought very rarely does winter leave us without, a sting in its tail!
I wouldn't mind but I've cleaned my boots and put them away and my summer clothes are itching to come out of my wardrobe. I've already seen people during this past week walking down our Hight Street in shorts, tee shirts and sandals. I mean really, has it been warm enough for that?

Enough about the weather, after all we can't do anything about it!
Let's move on to my kitchen.

This week the appliances have all been taken away and put into store. Therefore no cooker, no cooking, no fridge, no fresh food.

 So on Tuesday it was a novelty -  a fish and chip night.
Wednesday night it was a trip to Prezzo's and a pizza to the rescue.
 By Thursday, all I wanted to do was stagnate in front of the tv, the idea of going out yet again was not appealing. I made what I thought would be a quick dash to Tesco's for supplies to put together a salad plus a chilled bottle of white wine, I though we deserved a drink. All I wanted to do was pop in and pop out but oh not so simple. I walked aimlessly up and down the aisles but couldn't find the wine chiller cabinet. A supervisor caught my eye so I asked her to point me in the right direction. Yes, she did confirm that they did indeed sell chilled wine but she also explained that they couldn't possibly have their entire selection of white wine in a chiller.
Ok, perhaps being just helpful and informative but I wasn't expecting a chiller the size of a house!
As our lengthly conversation progressed, I was advised, amongst other things that it would only be from their Finest range. I replied, that was fine with me!
And so the conversation continued!
Have got to say though that by the time we moved on to the fact that I would have to understand that it would cost at least £10 a bottle, I was gripping my small trolley containing my dinner, experiencing great pain in my knuckles.
"That's fine, that's fine" I exclaimed, " but my question again is, where can I find it???"
"Well, by the finest meal deals" she said and as she walked away "we haven't got a chiller solely for wine anymore!"
Now, if any of you can remember that song, "There's a hole in my bucket!" well my conversation in Tesco was along those lines!
By chance the same supervisor was standing by the exit as I was finally leaving to return home. I couldn't resist I'm afraid,( I think it's something to do with my character), my mouth opened and out tumbled, "I found my chilled bottle of white wine thanks and it was only £6.99!"
After  my experience of that exhaustive trip out, I then had to come home, throw my salad onto plates and unscrew the wine. Talk about stress!!!!

Now back to the kitchen.
On Friday, after the two new cupboards were put in place and the flooring laid Michael was able to paint the ceilings and walls and put the tiles up which have been sitting in our garage since October.

We're both so, so pleased that it is finally finished after all the hassle with the people we paid to fit it in the first place. We're also really pleased with the result now that another company and ourselves have put it right. Let's hope that there's no other problems, resulting from the poor workmanship of the company who originally designed, supplied and fitted it, lurking in the background!
Fingers crossed!


  1. Finger's crossed! I could actually imagine you saying the words as you left the store. Plus very clever to think of buying chilled wine, must make a note of that. See you Tuesday. x

  2. I know that the assistants are supposed to be helpful and give you additional advice etc (all in the art of gentle persuasion to make you purchase more) but she was a bit umm - excessive!