Tuesday, 8 November 2011
For the price of a plate of reindeer's balls in above mentioned store, I bought this marvellous object in a brilliant brocante in Carcassonne. Yes some might say it is ugly, I say it's a strangely wonderous and functional piece of furniture. Another to join our pack of odd 1950's 60's and 70's relics.
Brocante, by the way, if you are in Carca, is called 'Autrefois' and is quite near SOS music.
Saturday, 5 November 2011
Thanyou mum, for unearthing this classic of the 1970's. Was discovered in the deep recesses of a kitchen cupboard full of foil trays and tupperware with no lids. Neglected and unloved, it has been transported to the R. S. P. O. C. T. N. E. W. (Royal society for protection of old crap things that no one else wants.) Or The Hothouse.
Now, gleaming and filled with happy cow's milk and bit of excited yogurt, it is gracing our kitchen with it's matching mustard to tile colour and friendly red light.
Also another point about this, and it's ecologic impact (or hopefully not) is that we no longer have to buy yogurt in silly little plastic pots, which are seemingly impossible to recycle here? and although it will take a tad of electricity to run, I think it's own carbon footprint will be about the size of a newt's.
The world's economy seems to be on the brink of collapse, ho hum, at least we can hopefully have low cost yogurt.