It is Friday and Tigger had to go to the office but we at least have the weekend to look forward to. On the other hand, yours truly was confined to the flat, not because of Covid but because we were expecting a delivery. This being the case, I have no photos to show you but Tigger was kind enough to send me some of hers which I use to decorate this otherwise rather boring post.

Historians of the future will no doubt have to explain to their amazed readers the sudden and strange cultural shift that our nation experienced as a result of the pandemic. They will explain that, with all “non-essential” businesses closed to personal visits, online shopping took off as never before and that, as a result, we “shoppers” stayed at home while the “shops” (or at least, their poorly paid representatives) came to us.

Cordon bleu chefs we are not and, as far as food preparation is concerned, we make do with a microwave cooker and… a kettle. I have often enough mentioned making tea for you to have understood the importance of the latter appliance!

At the beginning of the first lockdown, the lid of our electric kettle became detached. This was a nuisance but, the shops being closed, we managed with it as it was. In fact, we went on managing with it until two days ago when various other problems emerged and a replacement was deemed necessary.

As speed was of the essence, we had recourse to big, bad Amazon (yes, I know, I know…), mainly because Tigger’s Prime account guaranteed next-day delivery. Though they promise to deliver on the day, they of course can’t say exactly when.

I hurried through breakfast and getting washed and dressed, fearing to be caught out in a delicate position by the doorbell. Of course, no such embarrassment occurred and it was only at 4:10 pm that I was summoned by two impatient rings on the bell. By then, Tigger was on her way home.

I have already put the new kettle through its paces and it seems to do the job perfectly well. There is just one small problem: the gradation marks are on the left which, given the position in which the kettle resides, in neighbourly amity with the microwave, is the “wrong” side. The old kettle had gradations marked on both sides and that seems such an obvious design feature that I don’t know why it’s not implemented on all kettles, especially glass-bodied kettles where it’s easy to do.

As I wrote the above words it occurred to me that you might want to see a picture of the new kettle. Probably not, but here’s a photo anyway.

And here’s another photo, an accidental that took itself on my way back from photographing the kettle.

I have never made a secret of being sceptical that there is any such thing as “art photography” but I suppose this could just about pass for “abstract art photography”. What do you think? 🙂