The food processor I nabbed from Mum’s place back in 1998 has served us pretty well for the ensuing 23 years, albeit with a replacement bowl or two. When the last bowl broke, we learned that it has been discontinued. What? After only 40 years? A repair with contact adhesive worked for a batch of pastry and some bread crumbing, but then failed. I got a discount on the replacement machine, and a voucher for another useful accessory, so the shocking cost of said replacement was slightly relieved. Getting rid of the packaging is another story.
The afternoon was much less dreich than of late, so I did a brief stint in the garden. The hellebores look very promising, and are now relieved of the manky old foliage. Some of the bulbs we planted last year are starting to show themselves. I spent half an hour in the front garden the other day, doing a spot of weeding and pruning, so am getting back into the little-and-often gardening regime whenever the ancient joints permit.
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