Managed to ignore the Rayburn sufficiently yesterday for it to go out; mixed blessing, as although it was cold, it did need a good clean on the outside, and a proper clearing out int he firebox. That's all done now, and I've finlly gt my proper kettle back on there; belonged to my great great grandmother, given to her by a woman called Alice Cooper. Now, the whole set up in the photo may not be shiny and pristine - the stove is 40 years if it's a day, and you can guess how old the kettle is - but I've never tasted a better cup of tea than what comes of this combination, and for me, that's what counts. It's all clean, but full of love and soul and history.
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Oh,sounds all homely xx
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