Happy to be ourselves

If it ain't broke, don't fix it. And certainly don't replace it unless the replacement is better. I'm still using my Mam's old electric whisk that I learnt to cook with. And I've just rehoused her old sewing machine.

But even I wouldn't go this far. I do like a decent iron. This, thankfully, is a prop for my latest show. It would take me hours to get through the ironing with this thing.

Great rehearsal after a bit of a nothing day. The only problem being I was so busy that I couldn't sneak any photos.

I managed to avoid having anything to do with THAT event by having a hygienist appointment. I'm sure if I tried hard enough I could find an analogy between you know who and having my teeth scraped but I'm trying really hard not to have a political discussion today. So far, so good. I'm not holding our much hope for when K gets home from his trip to London.

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