My kitchen's snowing!!! Not really, but it might as well be. It's so freezing cold here there is a half inch of frost not only on the insides of my windows, but on the inside of my big wooden front door. Ridiculous!!
Why is your kitchen raining? I have one area raining, the hot water tap is pouring into the kitchen sink, which although it is probably costing money in gas to heat the water, it is keeping the other pipes from freezing and bursting, and has the side benefit of keeping my frigid kitchen a tiny bit warmer. Who invented winter, anyway?
It's nice to see you - we could either meet for coffee in your raining kitchen or in my freezing one - or in the Bahamas! I'll take the last alternative, how about you?
Tompson, my butler, walked out during the cold spell. He's apparently walked off with Mrs Spence, the lady who keeps house at the bottom of the hill. I've since been told they've been spooning in the cricket pavillion, (many stolen afternoons, over several weeks).
Such is life I suppose. I'll sorely miss old Tompson, he was more than a butler, he was cleaner, secretary and cook to boot.
So, my kitchen's in darkness. Thank heavens for the wine cellar and hot food deliveries. I suppose I'm a born survivor, I've found that 'roughing it' isn't all bad. Tompson's position is now advertised in the village post office but as yet I've had no replies. Where are all those needy people when one wants one, there's even Tompson's attic room that goes with the position.
Never mind ......... back to the old tawny ....... Ah ... the door chimes are ringing ........ must be my roast pheasant, (three minutes late so I won't give a tip).
Times are tough for us all it seems ...... it really does help to share these experiences.
My kitchen will remain dark until a suitable replacement is found.
However will you cope without old Tompson? My my, poor Lord Rusty!!
And do the hot food delivery people bring the roast pheasant under glass, as they should? I certainly hope so - just wouldn't be proper form otherwise!
....... a rigid resolve under such adversity - that's the answer. None of us are searching for sympathy but each of us has our own kitchen crises ........ brings us closer together somehow, don't you think? We can offer support / advice to each other and of course, with our experiences, to anyone else who suffers similar problems.
Julie - I think, if your kitchen continues to bleed water at an ever increasing rate - wellll ...... have you ever considered a canoe? Maybe a single seater would suffice, because as look would have it, your problem is located in the area of the house which is largely your, (a woman's), domain. I mean, why on earth would anyone else wish to tread, (or in your case, paddle / swim) into the kitchen, except of course a butler, maid or anyone who 'keeps house'.
Alice - I think, if your kitchen continues to freeze at an ever increasing rate - wellll ...... everything will become so brittle, eventually crack and quickly degrade into icy dust. I suppose you've considered giving the kitchen a 'quick one two' with a blow torch. Are flame throwers readily available in Calgary? Worth trying but do it carefully, for if you overdo it, there could be an element of a fire risk. Failing that, then pack your bags and take the next flight to a country that has a 'decent' climate.
Tompson's room is waiting, your duties would be light, (as would my kitchen), oh - forgot to mention - I also have two acres that need careful tending. (Hedges trimmed and suchlike). Oh - one more thing - I also have a lap top.
Not really, but it might as well be. It's so freezing cold here there is a half inch of frost not only on the insides of my windows, but on the inside of my big wooden front door. Ridiculous!!