The kitchenettette

In an effort to avoid the communal kettle, the gang of five have set up an ultra mini kitchenette or as we call it, a kitchenettette, in a corner of my studio. Due to the hinged screen that creates the wall in that part of my room, the hot drink making facilities can be accessed from the corridor. This means that, should I be engaged in non interruptible professional activities, the other four can still get to the kettle, cafetière, coffee, tea and hot chocolate without coming in.

It has worked well so far, but we are looking at expanding. There’s been talk of a table with a table cloth, or a hostess trolley, set up in the corridor. I imagine that there maybe health and safety reasons why we shouldn’t block a corridor for the sake of a coffee morning or afternoon tea, but life is short. I’d hate to be on my death bed regretting the time I didn’t put a checkered cloth over a camping table for the sociable consumption of hot beverages.

I’ve been keen on the idea of the hostess trolley since my friend, Waffle, reminisced about tea ladies and lift attendants. Waffle, chose her name based on the breakfast item naming system. It is not descriptive of her conversational style. I thought I’d clarify in case you thought I was being rude.

I could take my tea lady dream further by wearing an overall and pinny.

Could I have a tea urn?

I’ve said it before and I expect it’ll crop up again in the future, I do love a plan that involves an outfit.

Since writing the above a couple days ago, the johnson and his crew have imposed further restrictions.

Thankfully we are not the gang of seven, numerically we sit comfortably on the right side of the limit imposed on gatherings.