The new halogen oven turned up at DH's work yesterday. Today I found I couldn't work it. There is a fiddly button you need to press to get the handle down so it will set off - and I can't. I'm just not strong enough. I'm sort of hoping I can persuade DH to re-pack the dratted thing to send back. I am not recommending Russell Hobbs Halogen ovens. I knew I should have gone to Tesco. At least I would have got the clubcard points.
Bear is playing at 'under the weather'. I want to get out of the house. Bear does not. Early this morning he woke me up to see how sad he looked. At the moment he is complaining about a severe headache. I don't know about his headache but my blood pressure is definitely suffering. I am seriously unconvinced by bear's suffering. To be honest, I don't think I'll manage to get him into town until, well, ever. He is currently sprawled on the sofa watching a recording of the Great British Sewing Bee.
Still, despite bear's efforts I've got some washing in, the table cloth has come up fine, and I've sewn a button on DH's shirt. I'm a little miffed, not at DH, but he's only worn the shirt once or twice and he never loses buttons. However I got it from BHS which is now closed, so I can only grumble. I started clearing out a cupboard, but I can go back to that once bear has gone to bed.
It should be frittata tonight, but it's looking very like fish n chips.