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The bread is in the oven

November 15, 2018

So I have forty minutes to write. (Who knew, when I was in my twenties, striding around London and Manhattan in high heels, that I would ever end up baking bread? Or making my own granola? Life certainly can be strange. I guess when you’re living in a cabin in the woods some things become inevitable.)

Back to that lottery ticket.

If I won $5000… Hmm. Now that is an interesting sum. It would, of course, put an appreciable dent in the debt which was dumped on me and reduce the monthly interest payments. So, if I was sensible, I should probably just lower my debt. But am I sensible?

I mean, $5000 would be enough to go on a really amazing trip around Europe or Africa or South America.

Oh, my god, if I went to Africa, I could probably afford a couple of nights at Giraffe Manor, having breakfast with giraffes, which I’ve wanted to do ever since I watched Griff Rhys Jones’s programme Slow Train Through Africa.

I mean, how fucking cool is that? Mind you, I’ve just looked up the cost of staying there. Starts at US$620 per night. So maybe not on a $5000 win.

I wonder how far $5000 would get me in redoing the kitchen? Probably not all that far. I gather $10,000 is pretty much the baseline for a fully renovated kitchen. But I could get a new fridge and maybe a propane cooker. And I’d probably have enough left for a plane ticket to London to attend a big family do next year which I otherwise will not be able to attend.

Or I could replace some of my single paned windows with double glazed. Some, though definitely not all.

A mate of mine in the UK is a Greenpeace scientist working at the University of Exeter lab. Some years ago he and his family moved into an old house in a lovely village. All but one of the window were wood framed. The one that wasn’t, the one that was in a PVC frame, was on the ground floor facing onto the street. Aside from his own personal feelings that the white PVC frame just looked wrong, Greenpeace was at the time running an international campaign against PVC. He could just imagine the field day the press might have with the fact that a Greenpeace scientist had a PVC window. He made enquiries and found someone who could replace the PVC frame with a wooden one. But then, when the job was completed, he was left with a window in a PVC frame. The only thing worse than buying a PVC product in the first place was simply throwing one away. So he put the window outside with a sign on it saying, “Window, as new, free.” The window sat there for three days, after which, before going to bed one night, he changed the sign to read: “Window, as new, £10.” In the morning the window was gone.

All of which is by way of saying that I would not replace my wooden framed windows with PVC windows, so I suspect $5000 wouldn’t do them all.

And now the bread is out of the oven and I have to get back to trying to learn my bloody lines.

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