

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.
what's the deal with the Lundby house next to bench...are you renovating??? if so...cool!
ReplyDeleteHugs!
LB