There are times that I think I’m part Magpie, for every so often I see some item where the design of the thing so moves me that I convince myself that it will be of use in the near future.
In the last few weeks I’ve found a use for two dust collectors. When I decided that I would not drink Coffee after 10am. And needed to make what little coffee I was drinking as special as could be.
Beyond some twinky on the TV who uses a Mortar and pestle these days. But I have to say that there is nothing like pulverizing your own cardamom and that grater is ideal for whole Nutmeg.
Cinnamon was a much more difficult proposition as it is near impossible to grind down like the stuff you buy. And then one morning in frustration I broke some bark in my hands, pitched it in and had the very best Cinnamon Coffee EVER.
I mentioned in my last post about paint. Well as anyone knows once you start in one room, onwards it goes inexorably. Nor does it sit with paint. Windows that were clean last week were now showing up Fly fingerprints. And in the Garden the Bay tree is not looking the best after the snow, and the Ceanothus bought as ground cover but now flowering where it can only be seen by birds and ‘planes, will if it does not show life be warming me one of the nights very soon.
Why on earth I put the pen down to show size on what is obviously a sheet of A4 is beyond me entirely