Pictorial blethers

By blethers

Cloistered ...

No, I've not taken myself off to a nunnery, as Hamlet might have directed, but I do feel confined to this particular cloister by the incessant rain which has been sweeping over the Clyde island of Cumbrae since I first looked out this morning.

However, I'm settling into this job of making pots of coffee, cajoling retreatants into indicating their choices for dinner in good time, and keeping an eye on the cat food. Today I learned to use the dishwasher - an impressive brute of a machine that does a whole load in under five minutes.

Don't think I've got room for one in my kitchen ...

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