New porch mat

I recently changed the light in the porch (a long story with many failures of various sorts), but whilst doing so, noticed that the old mat in the porch was quite worn.

So time for a new one. Luckily the porch is just under a standard size of coir mat so there wasn’t much wastage, but it was still a challenge to cut it to fit the porch floor.

But it was eventually done and looks a lot better:

Playing with our new toy

This week we had the second attempt at proving the pizza bases in the new proving oven:

It starts off quite flat, which is handy for storage.

The lid lifts up, then off, then the inside unfolds so you get a box.

It takes less than five minutes to get to 40°, during which time I make the pizza bases.

Next, the frame which Phil designed and 3D printed is unfolded, and the pizza bases stacked in it.  We had to buy new trays because the old ones were too big!


Finally, the whole lot is lifted into the oven. I must say the contraption is much more stable than I feared.  It’ll be interesting to see what it’s like with four pizzas!

Time to reduce my wardrobe

That is in quantity, not size!  For the past however many years, in the same way that we did when I was growing up, I have done a swap in May and October of the winter and summer clothes which are put in the camphor wood box while they aren’t in use.

This spring I was prompted to start early, and my aim was to reduce the (embarrassing) number of clothes I had so there would no longer be any need to keep the out of season ones separately.

So I took over the front bedroom for several days and emptied my wardrobe and drawers onto every available surface.  The beady eyed may also see the kirtle and coif in the foreground.

The shoes alone covered the bed!

I almost succeeded in my goal – there are only heavy winter coats in the camphor wood box now, and there are four bags waiting to go to the charity shop.  Furthermore, the clothes I do have are better organised.  Result!

 

Christmas 2020

Like most of the country (world?), our Christmas was a much quieter affair than recent years, but we had an enjoyable day nevertheless.

Gemma had wrapped a chew for Rocco, but he was very unsure what to do with it:

An hour later, it had disappeared, so he either ate it or hid it somewhere!

After lunch, we went for a walk in the sunshine. This is Rocco waiting me to throw his stick for him:

The park looked nice in the sun:

But it didn’t stop Rocco getting muddy: