My Kitchen is;
my partner in crime – and where I like to spend most of my time.
Its seen my tears of joy and tears of pain, my ups my downs my many frowns.
Its shared a drink – good times
Mornings of coffee and telephone rings.
Its fed my children and many friends – its not up-date and bucks ‘the trend’
It might be tired and in need of an update, its wonky walls and lack of cupboard space –
But it still remains my favorite place
I’m in it now……whist the husbands whisks up lunch
Peeling, chopping, slicing, frying – in the pot, stir, steam – served piping hot.
HOWEVER…………My husband who is the chef (alas) makes a total mess….and I who is KP (Kitchen Porter) would cry if it was not for Fairy!