The day started gently enough; second coffee and more January Cover Story collaboration stitching. That's going pretty well; I can start on embellishment soon.
Looking at the rest of the week it became very obvious that if we didn't go round to the flat this morning we would regret it later. We loaded up with some strong shopping bags and set off.
BB settled into taking copies of all the data on my father’s computer. His machine is the wrong side of 10 years old and it's days are numbered; getting everything backed up was a high priority.
I started on the kitchen. Dubious looking jars in the fridge, dodgy cans in the cupboards, questionable packets of ancient foodstuffs all to be sorted into keep, chuck, food bank. (Did you know that 10 year old bottles of soy sauce rattle when you pick them up? Or that after 15 years Jamie Oliver premium balsamic vinegar turns into a thick sludge?)
I was thankful that nothing exploded, or had corroded and stuck to the cupboard shelves!
I found some more 'treasures';
My copy of 'One is Fun'. My mother gave this to me, and I cooked out of it extensively. I can recommend the pork chops with garlic and crushed pepper and the creme caramel for one!
Also a nutmeg grater like the one we had and loved until it sold destructed, and my mother's little wood spoon. The top left hand edge is worn away ((she was right-handed). The spoon is looking dark as I was in the middle of using it to make our supper.
We had a small packet of sliced beef about to go out date. I made a soup-ish sauce-ish sort of thing with chopped veg and the simple tomato sauce from the other day. I had been thinking of making soup, and chopped the beef into little pieces and adding it. I reckoned that BB could do with something more substantial, so I left it as sauce and cooked some pasta. BB had at least twice as much as me; he deserved it!
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I even played the piano for a short while after supper!
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Psalm 23
'He leads me through green pastures'.
Green is meant to be a very calming, restful colour. Especially grass green. After today, in spite of everything I've done today, I do feel calm and restful.
We rescued One is Fun when clearing my FILs kitchen. Not sure where it went (prob to Uni with a daughter)
ReplyDeleteClearing kitchen cupboards - I know that Very Old Heinz ketchup goes black. And custard powder can explode (Google it!) and old rice can harbour weevilly things. Smaller than the ones in flour (you could say the lesser of two weevils*)
BB must be utterly exhausted. You have definitely earned the right to sit down with a BB, tea and bb (bara brith)
*sorry, couldn't resist the old joke
The old ones are the best!
DeleteMy husband collects miniatures - alcohol miniatures that is. Forty year old advocat is deep brown.
DeleteUmm... not a good colour!
DeleteSorting out a relative's house is really hard. It can be distressing, mind-numbing, really sad and, once in a while, you can find something that makes you smile. It's such a daunting task.
ReplyDeleteI'm looking away from the daunting bit... just scratching the surface at the moment.
DeleteIt's a daunting task. I was in too much of a hurry when I packed up my parents' house and disposed of things I now wish I hadn't.
ReplyDeleteWe had to walk away from my sister-in-law's house with great regret; it was in another country, there were only the two of us, we both worked full-time and we couldn't afford the solid six months it would have taken us to go through every cupboard, drawer, little box and bag she had filled for years.
DeleteThis time around we have plenty of time and can share it with the rest of the family, much easier to face.