In A Stew
Mother said,
‘Simmer it, don’t let it bubble’.
The trouble is
the thermostat is knackered.
I stood there, stirring it
over ninety minutes
blending OXOs, cornflour
and mixed herbs in it.
Then the bell rung at the door.
Stew bubbled all over the floor.
Awwwww. I have had this moment. 😉
I love that “OXOs” could be the blending in of two hugs and a kiss.
So glad you double-bubbled, Shirley! 🙂
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Thank you, de 🙂
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Such a clever title….love it 😛
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Thank you, CC
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Oh no…cute, Shirley. 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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AH.. Thank you for the reminder of the beauty of having a crock-pot… 🙂 and remember how it bubbly with hot liquid splashing on your hands.
Water boils at 100 C but milk when you turn your back
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Thanks, Bjorn 🙂
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Adorable. This made me smile.
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Thanks, Misky
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aww…i’ve had some disaster with milk 😦
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Thank you, Sumana – no good crying over it, though 🙂
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This is really good. Fantastic as-is, or as a metaphor for so many life situations.
I love the way you worded this:
“The trouble is
the thermostat is knackered.”
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Thank you, Em
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What a tragic tale! ( 🙂 )
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With my cooking – probably best thing 🙂
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..and that’s the way the cookie crumbles….or the stew bubbles?
I do love the word “knackered”.
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We also say ‘cream crackered’ – same 🙂
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OH God!..
terror of cooking
bubbles.. overflowing
heated hell.. boiling
edges on to stove
panic fingers
turn
the
dial..
never cook
again.. Thank
God for Wife..;)
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I take it Frederick said this 🙂
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