Then I spent a lot of time turning the ‘laundry’ into the ‘pantry’. The washing machine is the only indicator that this room, viewed from the kitchen, might be a laundry. So a whole lot of preserves, appliances and cake tins suggest otherwise. In your face, whiteware.
The only thing about my new kitchen is its definite lack of bench space. Fortunately this little table fits neatly in front of the old hot water cupboard, next to the stove. Perfect for wooden spoons and teapots.
Then it was time to pick strawberries and my first courgette. Also this week I have dug up my first crop of Maori potatoes! When I find camera cord I can demonstrate the power of the purple potato salad.