Phew: it set! |
The arthritic hands being as they are, I use a food processor to slice the fruit - once through the medium disk and once through the fine. It was therefore not a comfort to have the magimix bowl give up the ghost when I was preparing a leek and spud blanquette last week. Well, the replacement bowl arrived this morning while I was scouring the Home Counties for Seville oranges, so I'm all set for an early start tomorrow. Except for the small matter of getting the preserving pan down from the garage loft.
Our other entertainment at the moment is interviewing tarmac fettlers. Our driveway shows all the signs of having been made in a hurry by Wimpey 36 years ago, with quite a bit of settlement and cracking. A drain top now stands proud, and we're afraid that visitors will trip on it. The first punter came in with an eye-watering estimate for what sounds like a thorough job. Yesterday's proposed a quick and dirty approach, and we await his estimate. Thoroughly confused, we've sent for two more, and hope to have decided by this time next week. Ah, the joys of home ownership.
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