

The lovely coffee cup cup holder on the wall was bought on a trip to Christchurch in the late 80s. The hostess tucked it safely behind the last row of seats but alas we had a turbulent arrival into Wellington airport and my cup holder broke free, bounded down the aisle and nearly impaled someone in the head. Just in case you didn't believe I live a monochromatic life - may I introduce you to my tea towel collection?
And the final stop of the tour of corners of my kitchen is the fridge. I bought some culture for my fridge and I'm not talking yoghurt.... The only problem was when I saw the real David he seemed somewhat, well, naked, compared to what I'm used to.
1 comment :
what's the deal with the Lundby house next to bench...are you renovating??? if so...cool!
Hugs!
LB
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