Writer. Relatively chirpy. Stockwell Park Orchestra series, and sometimes poetry.
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Isabel Rogers
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I have to strain the boiling water from my pasta/potatoes etc outside, in my current semi-camping state. I always aim for a big rock for the sploosh of boiling water. In my head it gives the worms who might be living nearby a fighting chance. I don't know.
Now, what should I do with the 340mm extra width and 420mm extra length in the kitchen, eh? Small perimeter running track? Wall-hung tapestries? A mural to honour the red-taped planning gods?
I won't lie, over the weekend I was afeared we were looking at months of delay, possible ripping out of what we had done (all that lovely smooth concrete FOR THE SECOND BLOODY TIME), and ££££. But no. So... yay?
Maths, people. It is important.
A glass of rosé you say? well why not
