In my kitchen I have a pretty pink box. It was given to me by my good friend Rach who is a midwife at one of Sydney’s private hospitals and this box had been given to her by the wife of a certain Sydney billionaire. She had helped deliver their third child. Everyone who helped look after either the mother or her baby was given one of these boxes with a beautiful handwritten card.
Inside the box is a bottle of Laurent-Perrier Cuvee Rose Champagne. Pink Champagne! Rather fitting seeing as the couple was celebrating the birth of a baby girl. Now Rach doesn’t drink which is a shame for her but a bonus for me as knowing I’m rather fond of bubbly beverages, she re-gifted this to me when she and her husband came over for a dinner party. And as for the billionaire and his wife; well sadly, within 12 months of the birth of their daughter, the couple announced the end of their marriage.
But…all credit to them for being generous and showing gratitude to the nursing staff (also giving a substantial donation to the hospital) because I have had a past life as a nurse and it was always a tremendous boost to all of us when we received a thank you. (Rach has looked after other celebrities who have been given rock-star treatment only to have them walk out without so much as a backwards glance!)
In my kitchen I have stick insects. Trust me now, they’re in there. They belong to Alfie’s classroom and he kindly put up his hand and said we would look after them for the school holidays. Apparently they don’t need much looking after. We have to find eucalyptus leaves for them to eat and to drink you just spray the leaves with water. I was told I had to drive to the school to collect them on the last day of Term III as the glass container is ridiculously heavy. I sent Archie and Alfie was so proud to see his big brother walk into his classroom.
Speaking of Archie, in my kitchen I have this green plastic contraption. Do you know what it is? It’s a voice steamer. You put boiling water in it then you hold it over your mouth and inhale the steam and apparently it has you singing like a canary. Archie uses it most days and likes to leave it on my kitchen bench!
In my kitchen I have two gorgeous girls. They sleep in this basket in the kitchen but when Carl’s away they get a royal upgrade. Don’t tell Carl! Thank you for all your thoughts and concern for them. As you can see they have recovered very well from their oral surgery. Rosie, (the little one with the pretty face) now has no front teeth top or bottom and really should have dentures but alas, they don’t exist so instead I’m chopping up her BBQ chicken into very tiny pieces. Ruby is much hardier by nature and has been chewing bones and gulping her food just like she was pre-surgery. The girls live on and last Monday’s episode at the vet’s is I’m sure, just a distant memory.
In my kitchen I have food. But only because Celia would be very cross if I didn’t put any food in my In My Kitchen post. So Celia, I have some dried pineapple. It doesn’t look like regular dried pineapple and it is certainly a lot uglier but this is organic and it has been dried without the use of chemicals. It’s very seasonal and quite expensive but highly addictive and it’s my treat to get me through the school holidays.
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