I don’t know if ‘pasta la vista’ actually means anything, but I’ve been fiddling around writing nonsense poetry today, and jumbled up wormery is what happens as a result. And it fits in nicely with one of the topics in today’s blog, more of which later.
Anyway, not only have I been writing, I have been reading about working as an independent author, which seems the sensible way to go these days if you want to publish your own work. Ebooks and audio books are two avenues I haven’t considered until now, having always thought about traditional ‘buy in a book shop and hold in your hands’ books. But the world of publishing is changing apace and if one wants to write and publish, one has to roll with the times. One has to be ‘indie’ which I rather like the sound of. Besides, it’s all about learning new skills, keeping the brain interested and active, meeting new challenges that keep you feeling young, right? Of course it is! I’m rather taken with the idea of narrating my own audio books. I like reading out loud and have been told I have a good story-telling voice. When I was a child, I won our primary school Eisteddfod sight reading competition 3 years on the trot. Perhaps being a narrator is part of my destiny…?
I continued my spendthrift roll today. Honestly, I don’t know what’s got into me lately. Today I purchased an hoil ‘n’ waxing kit to rejuvenate the oak worktops in the kitchen, which, after almost 5 years of being cooked and baked on are beginning to look less than their original perfection. I also bought some beeswax polish for the other wooden furniture in the house. We have a lot of wooden furniture in the house. All oak. I like the zen of wood. Especially oak. We have an oak tree up the garden but I shan’t be beeswaxing that. I like to hug it, though. It is a nice oak tree. Reliable. Safe.
And I also bought a pasta making machine. A solid and fairly expensive one. It has consistently good reviews from various sources. It is heavy, so I shall avoid dropping it on my feet. I also bought a pasta drying rack. The last time I made pasta of a tagliatelle variety, I used a broom balanced over two chair backs on which to hang the pasta to dry. It worked okay but it wasn’t ideal, especially as we had three cats at the time - Phoebe, Tybalt and Lily - all of whom liked to bat around bits of whatever dangling from a broom handle. The pasta machine was a lightweight, flimsy type which probably cost less than £20. It was okay, but didn’t really like gripping the table properly, so was a bit slip-slidey which is not what one wants in precision pasta-making. I believe the machine went to live with my son, Chris. Heaven knows what became of it after that.
Have a nice cartoon about pasta…
…isn’t that cute?
The new Hoover has arrived! It is marvellous! Compact, lightweight, of superb manoeuvrability and suction, and really quiet, too. Lovely L.E.D lights flashing all over the place. Magnificent crevice tool. Big tick, gold star.
I’ll leave you with a photo of Bambino and Harris, taken this evening. Look at Bambino’s face. Bear in mind that my lap is HIS domain and HIS domain only. If looks could kill, eh?
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