peel away one layer of merchandise and summer may come and be hot. i realise i have two ventilators in the house already, but a vintage one, in my favourite colour, i have not. it is beautiful, sculptural, and will be perfectly happy when we move. (and it works!)
the salad drier, once more in my favourite colour, is just too gorgeous to leave it behind. it’s not the first time i am drawn to a salad drier though, does that signify anything? here, yet again, son growls, for he realises who will be beseeched to dry the crisp salad leafs in summer, when the doors to the garden are thrown open and a jump from the kitchen onto the green grass will be like heaving a deep sigh of contentment.


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