Since the Big Fella left I've coming over all busy bee. It may be to do with the fact I have to go back to work next year and there are things that need doing. There's a two week window before the house is full again. Nothing like a deadline to get a bomb under you.
These old kitchen cabinets have needed fixing for a while.
I have further plans for them this week but for now, replacing ancient broken latches and doctoring doors with PVA and clamps was enough.
Then there's the oar. My funny brother who always brings me booty from my his favourite coastal oppy, dropped these in a while ago. There are two but the other one can wait. There is only so much you can do in ridiculous heat with a three year old in togs stuck to your knee.
Oh and I finally got this out of the cupboard.
It arrived when I was too sick to flick any food related items a second glance but has emerged in its glory to make curly apple for dinner. It really is child's play! Thank you to Mr Urban Cottage, ye of the impeccable vignetting, for putting me onto this fun gadget. It does, however, mean there is a need for more cabinet space. Back to the cabinets.
Tonight they had fish, prawns, curly apple salad and lashings of 39 cent watermelon because, in case I hadn't mentioned it, the heat is RIDICULOUS!
There will also be lashings of Neapolitan ice cream cones for them- peanut brittle ice cream cone for me and a crispy glass of white. Children? What children!?
There were ten on Saturday, nine on Sunday and they have all been fine as mine were kept busy
- and I let them eat melon.
