In the midst of decluttering...
Sep. 7th, 2010 10:10 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperance...we are suddenly in an acquisitive vein.
No real surprise, that: but I have a quandary.
My regular electric kettle is dying; it has to be twizzled around on its stand until it sizzles into an electrical connection. Growing fed up with this, I dug out the old one - which declines to work at all. Le sigh.
Okay, I need a new kettle. This is indisputable.
One can pick up new kettles tolerably cheaply.
On the other hand, for some time now I have been pining for a kettle with a variable temperature control. I drink a lot of green and white teas, which want their water at eighty or eight-five degrees rather than boiling; it'd be dead handy to have a kettle that would reliably do that.
First such I ever saw was in America, but there are suddenly a handful on the market over here. I could walk into town right now - if I weren't waiting to go to the dentist - and buy a rather beautiful black example. *wants*
But, they're all around the seventy-quid mark. Which is a lot of money for a kettle.
On the other hand and further to this, I note that I sit here in a house with two dead-or-dying electric kettles. Kettles that boil on the hob, they take longer, but they do not die so readily. Maybe I should go all retro? There is seldom that much hurry, after all.
And one of the variable-temperature kettles, it is one that boils on the hob. Tho' I'm not clear actually whether that just has a thermometer on the side to tell you how hot it is, rather than whistling to draw your attention when the water reaches a pre-set heat, which the electric ones will do.
Oh, I dunno. I'm torn. Also my neck and shoulders hurt, and I am not looking forward to spending a long session in the dentist's chair. Sweet though he is, my Tim. (He's been looking after the horrorshow that is my mouth since he graduated, I was practically his first patient; he now has grey hairs and two hopeful children, whose reading habits I try to guide from a distance. He's very upset about this tooth, poor boy...)
Maybe I should go clean the cooker or something, some job so awful that an extraction will seem sweet relief...
No real surprise, that: but I have a quandary.
My regular electric kettle is dying; it has to be twizzled around on its stand until it sizzles into an electrical connection. Growing fed up with this, I dug out the old one - which declines to work at all. Le sigh.
Okay, I need a new kettle. This is indisputable.
One can pick up new kettles tolerably cheaply.
On the other hand, for some time now I have been pining for a kettle with a variable temperature control. I drink a lot of green and white teas, which want their water at eighty or eight-five degrees rather than boiling; it'd be dead handy to have a kettle that would reliably do that.
First such I ever saw was in America, but there are suddenly a handful on the market over here. I could walk into town right now - if I weren't waiting to go to the dentist - and buy a rather beautiful black example. *wants*
But, they're all around the seventy-quid mark. Which is a lot of money for a kettle.
On the other hand and further to this, I note that I sit here in a house with two dead-or-dying electric kettles. Kettles that boil on the hob, they take longer, but they do not die so readily. Maybe I should go all retro? There is seldom that much hurry, after all.
And one of the variable-temperature kettles, it is one that boils on the hob. Tho' I'm not clear actually whether that just has a thermometer on the side to tell you how hot it is, rather than whistling to draw your attention when the water reaches a pre-set heat, which the electric ones will do.
Oh, I dunno. I'm torn. Also my neck and shoulders hurt, and I am not looking forward to spending a long session in the dentist's chair. Sweet though he is, my Tim. (He's been looking after the horrorshow that is my mouth since he graduated, I was practically his first patient; he now has grey hairs and two hopeful children, whose reading habits I try to guide from a distance. He's very upset about this tooth, poor boy...)
Maybe I should go clean the cooker or something, some job so awful that an extraction will seem sweet relief...