Extreme cooking

One day Mr B and I might build an outdoor kitchen but this is a little extreme even for us. It was dumped a few days ago on the exit road from the estate we live on. At some point us or one of our neighbours will haul it to the tip. The way it is so carefully posed makes it look more like an attempt at art rather than just fly tipping. Last year, in the woods just over the main road, we found a fridge and a kettle. A couple of cupboards and a sink and we'll have the full kitchen.

School work, shopping, lunch, painting, cocktails in the garden (ooh, too hot), shepherds' pie and The Hunger Games with the kids. I hadn't planned to let them see it, but TallGirl's school put it on for them one day, so CarbBoy really wanted to see it. Not a good idea. I hope he sleeps....