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Dream kitchens and an aga

Dream Kitchens and an Aga

Dream kitchens and an Aga; When I was a child my grandma had a Aga in her huge kitchen. In the middle of the kitchen was a huge sold thick wooden table that sat 8 with ease.

Her kitchen was the hub of the house. Everyone congregated around the table, mainly to eat her gorgeous cooking, drink granddads home brewed ale and cider or to get warm with a cuppa tea.

In the winter months we would all huddle in there as it was always lovely and warm.  My memories at Christmas time are of my dad and granddad laughing so loudly (alcohol infused) and my grandma smothering my brother and I in ‘cider kisses’ are some of my fondest memories.

In the summer months she would have the big french doors open (back in the early 80’s, the doors were just known as patio doors, we weren’t that posh to call them ‘french’, don’t forget we live in Yorkshire!) and my brother and I would run in and out, tormenting my grandma by stealing the buns, pasties or whatever else came out of that Aga and running off to the tree house to gobble them up.

As I grew older my favourite place was sat in my grandmas high backed armchair next to the Aga. I didn’t care what was cooking on it, nor what actually came out of it. But I loved the warmth it perspired and the fact I could watch my grandma at work, cooking up feasts and making food (as she put it) with love. Talking to her with not a care in the world.

Today I love being in the kitchen and like my grandma before me, the kitchen is the hub of my house, it is where we eat all our meals, its where the children do homework, play with puzzles and play doh as I cook……..However in my dream kitchen I have a huge Aga just like my gran. A mammoth cooker that makes such a big statement no one can miss it.

So my question to all who’ve kindly read this blog……what would your dream kitchen be like and what must it have in it and why??

We would love to know you’re thoughts.

As always thanks for reading, B x

There's no better cure than laughter

There’s no better cure than laughter

There is no better cure for a bad mood than laughter. Not just a little giggle, but side-splitting, drink-coming-out-of-your nose, hard-to-breath, tear falling laughter. It’s like having an emotional colonic. Cleans out all of the stuff and purifies the soul.

It’s hard not to feel better after a convulsion of hysterical laughter. I don’t know about you but it makes my mind and body feel re-freshed.  Like I am invicible and can take on anything that comes my way, any problem and however serious is long forgotten and all I feel is happy.

When I want to laugh like that, there are a couple of friends I always call. Within minutes, we can hardly speak because the tears are rolling, noses are running, and our breath is coming in short pants!

This week has been one of those weeks where a much needed ‘gin dinner’ as we girls call it has been required.  So on the spur of the moment of we set off to our favourite restaurant to have a few well deserved gin and tonics and a bite to eat.

After talking random rubbish (but important rubbish all the same), ample amounts of alcohol, not-very-clean-and-will-not-do-our-healthy-eating-any-good food and a boat load of laughter later we all departed, returning home feeling totally refreshed and restored.

Don’t get me wrong sometimes running and exercise work perfectly well, but sometimes a good side splitting laughter session with your closest friends is just what the doctor ordered.

Now although this isn’t a funny blog I hope it has you thinking…………….what is it that makes you feel refreshed and restored after a hard week or troublesome problem? Laughter or exercise?

And don’t you deserve what works for you more often so you feel more happy?

We would love to hear your views.

As ever thanks for reading, B x