brush!?!
Wot?
The lass has finally lost the plot, now we always had a
tinsy-winsy idea t’old lass was definitely losing it, this confirms it!
Let me introduce you to this paragon of virtue of a pan brush...
Roll of drums...pleeze!
Simon my man who I have mentioned here, died in 2000 so that sort of gives me a ballpark figure as we bought it together on a trip to Rye in East Sussex. I am a retired cheffette, so kitchen shops hold me in a thrall... sad, but there you are! For many years one of my first ports of call was this lovely shop, sadly gone and is it any wonder after selling items that last this long?
Just this morning I said to the husband this brush is over twenty years old... like you do!?!
A few years ago now, I even bought a slinky leopard print replacement, let’s sexily slink up the washing up I thought... like you do!?! I am nothing if not a forward hussy... err planner, I mean!
The ghastly things that come to mind now are
a.) is the blooming brush going to outlive me?
b.) will the leopard change its spots and outlive the original
and
b.) the most serious of all...
have I totally lost the plot writing a whole blog post on a bloody brush?
Don’t bother with answers on a postcard, because we all know!
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