Let me ask you a question… What is your biggest kitchen disaster?
I’m sure the question is supposed to relate to culinary catastrophes, but I have nothing exciting to report in this area. Instead I’ll tell you about a different sort of kitchen disaster, which started badly but improved over time……Since January, my clever husband has single handedly been renovating our kitchen. His DIY skills are truly impressive. He can turn his hand to anything, and will teach himself new skills if he comes across something he cannot do. He will tackle intricate woodwork, metalwork, brickwork, plumbing, electrics, the list is endless.
Where in this story is the disaster, I hear you ask? Well, as I could not use the hob or oven for cooking, I felt this was a personal disaster for me. I had to resort to the microwave and the slow cooker to produce culinary delights. I also had no water supply or kitchen sink for a fortnight, and again this was a disaster as I had to wash up the dishes in the bath…..
My husband is a perfectionist, but a very slow worker. If I ask why things are taking so long, he replies, “don’t you want me to do it properly?” – a question to which there is no answer. Every surface in every room in our small flat has been covered with dust. Every time a power tool or a hand tool appears, it makes dust. This is a disaster for my housekeeping skills, I find it very hard to live in such conditions and it has been very stressful.
But the end is in sight. The kitchen is almost finished, lovely new beech worktops, new cupboards, new sink, new dishwasher, and a new stone floor. A few more jobs left to do when we return from Greece in October. Maybe the disaster wasn’t so bad after all……