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As I read the posts I follow this morning, it seemed as if Pauline came to visit me. There is an open door to the kitchen beside my desk. There on the floor was a delightful play of light that could only have come from
her light catcher hanging in the window at the far end.
Maybe she was encouraging me to get on with packing up more of the kitchen equipment. The contents of a set of IKEA shelving
standing beside the Chinese glassware cabinet, were eventually laid out on the dining table.
Jackie and I carried the shelves into the Library and stacked their plates and glasses back inside them. The welcome mat used to hold the container level was Ian’s idea of a joke.
Aaron spent the morning painting some of our garden furniture, then took away the dishwasher and oven we have given him.
After lunch, which we took in the sitting room, I carried the plates and cutlery into the kitchen in order to feed them to the dishwasher.
Ah. We haven’t got one any more.
During half-time and after the final whistle in the Scotland versus France rugby match, I set about unloading the contents of the glass cabinet. I had no idea how well stocked it was.
These chargers, and a selection of vases, were on top of it. I had decanted these plates and the contents onto the table and the now clear culinary work area. There was nowhere near enough room on the table alone.
Another set of IKEA shelving and the shelf over the old fireplace held all the herbs and spices. Because the extractor fan doesn’t work these containers, despite regular cleaning by Jackie, were a little tacky. When Jackie and I had finished transporting all this to the Library we decided to call it a day. We are, after all, almost done.
This evening we dined on Hordle Chinese Take Away fare with which I drank more of the Madiran and Jackie. The food was consumed direct from the containers “on us knees in front of us telly”.