The repairman cometh. Again
One glass of lukewarm water. One single, solitary, pathetic glass of tepid water. That's all I got out of my new repaired oven before a flash of light and a noise that sound suspiciously like "zzzzt!" sounded it's death knell once more. It took me a grand total of two button presses to bring about it's untimely end.
Sigh.
I've sounded the call again, and the every-so-cheerful repairman will making his way round on Monday. This being his 3rd visit (he couldn't find the flat the first time around and gave up when there was no way to park. He grumped to me about this on his second visit), I'm sure his spirits will be raised to new heights when he arrives next..
No freshly baked cookies for Mark tonight. Bah! Hmm, I wonder what raw cookie mix tastes like...?
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As you've probably discovered by now, raw cookie dough tastes pretty good. I honestly believe that 50% of the stuff sold over here is eaten raw by preference. It's also good in iced cream... but then, isn't everything? :-)