Welcome to my perfumed garden

The chaps arrived from Hereford at the most un-godly hour of 7.30am but at least we got it all out of the way nice and early.

So the new!-shiny! is free-standing in the kitchen now till the builder comes back from sunning himself in Portugal to fit it, which is a bit of a pain but will have to be dealt with with fortitude and grace. It's very new! and shiny! and BLUE! and terribly exciting.

But OMG! Look at what we found when they brought the old one out! O:!!! Exactly like the wreck of the Titanic, but in slightly worse condition. To think we've had a fire going in this thing night and day for years.
 

( View with caution. Not for the nervous or easily offended )

Anyway, NEW-SHINY! is here, if far from up and running. Next up, Bolton Aga-Man arrives (hopefully), no doubt looking relaxed and tanned and does the thing with the cement and the plumbing and sets it all up so we can start cooking with it and picking the purty tiles for the splash back and put back the concealed lighting and - oh, everything. I can't wait to light a fire in her and start cooking (squeee!!!)

( See the shiny blue baby! )

And we found the long lost toasting fork down the back! It's all just win win win. *G*