We have now left Stockton for four months and been ensconced here for three weeks. It is starting to feel very homely. We continue to modify our daily practices, from changing where to place things to changing the order in which we do things. I find it a very friendly neighbourhood. The shopkeepers nearby hang out and greet us, including the young girl in the surf shop whose sign we rescued on the weekend and the security guard from the bank on the corner. When we walk in the mornings (yes, any cynics and disbelievers out there, we are still walking at 5.45 every morning), we recognise the same people who walk and everyone greets in some form. Often, I must admit, some people just grunt. It is early after all. The old boys down at the pool are very sprightly at this hour.
I have been really enjoying working in the vast kitchen. When Charlotte visited last week she asked, "Did you just go to The Giant Shop and order one of everything?" I am mastering doing preparation on one side of the bench and cooking on the other. We have a new game. The pop-up exhaust is hilarious and efficient - so efficient that the aromas leave my kitchen and are rapidly sucked into the air conditioning system below in the surgery. Lester texts me to see if he has guessed correctly what he is having for dinner! It gets him home quickly. We eat early and then he goes back down and finishes his paperwork.
Yesterday whilst I was cooking (in the giant's kitchen), I replayed "Julie and Julia". I had forgotten how obsessed Julia became with her blog. I've been flicking through Mastering the Art of French Cooking for a couple of days - highlighting bits. So I was in a great mood. It is so nice to be back in the kitchen properly, playing around. I just wish I knew what I was doing, but it's fun.
Rowan and Sam are home from SE Asia and India for ten days. They emailed their menu beforehand. Needless to say, it contained all the old favourites: bacon and egg spaghetti, pork belly, roast leg of lamb, "salt meat", "flat meat", favourite eggs etc. So I have been busy constructing the old stand-by meals.
The other day we were at the little Spanish restaurant in King St. We realised that through the lane we could see the back of our place. It was the first time we could see just how packed our roof is: solar heating, fox dish and nine solar panels. So I've photographed it...
We are still waiting for several things to be completed before I can say this build and blog is finished; the awning on the roof garden, one of the kitchen lights needs fixing, the curtains are yet to arrive as is a bathroom mirror. Still waiting for the completion of the restoration of the brass bed as well. We also need to buy one lounge chair and some stools for the kitchen. It could still take weeks. I also have to collect my pot plants which Hilary has been nurturing for me and I am hoping to make some wall gardens on the roof. Maybe I have to do a Kevin and have a Buildinggracelands Revisited! Like Julia, I will miss the discipline of blogging.