Grannie's dumpling cloot

This morning as I passed the village hardware shop, the window display caught my eye. 

How have you managed to get this far in life without a dumpling cloot, I hear you ask. Because I've never made a dumpling, that's why, but if the urge ever strikes, I know where to buy a cloot. 

Step inside this Aladdin's cave and you're more or less guaranteed to find what you're after. Does anyone need a teabag squeezer or a meat tenderiser? Now you know where to get one...

Tomorrow Lulabel and I and our fellow-members of ACE Chorus will be spending most of the day at The Armadillo, first for a 3-hour rehearsal with the orchestra in the afternoon, then for our big concert in the evening. I'll hope to catch up with blips on Sunday.

In the meantime, have a good weekend, blipmates.