Good morning all from Glasgow, where its 7 °C.
GrandMattie, I had never heard of making marmalade in a pressure cooker. (I'm afraid to use them any way, in case I blow myself up!
I gave up making jam and marmalade in a jelly pan, when I bought a jam maker. Its hard work, making marmalade! The problem is, you can only make six lbs at a time.
At Christmas, I made whisky marmalade for all my neighbours, much to their delight. DH would love your cranberry one.
Yesterday was another full on day. DH did buy his new car, but only after a marathon and stressful session at the dealership.
Due to Covid, salesmen are not allowed to inspect the inside of cars to value them. An email was sent to DH while we were sitting in the dealership and he was supposed to open the link on his phone, answer the questions and film the car himself!
Link sent, but nothing happened. This may have been because DH is using an old phone of DS2 and refuses to pay for a reasonable amount of data! In fact DH doesn't use his phone, as I know to my cost!
Eventually, I took the phone from him, as nothing was working, the salesperson took the phone, but still no email.
I suggested using my phone, but initially was informed it had to go to DH's email address. In the end, the salesperson sent the email to my email address, took my phone and went out to film. Halfway through, the wifi went down, apparently because there is a blackspot there.
The dealer then used used her phone!
We went through all the palaver of costing it, when DH said, he wasn't being offered enough for his car (and in an aside to me, that he hadn't quite made up his mind anyway.) I could have wept, as I was feeling quite ropey and also very stressed, because DH couldn't hear half of what the salesperson was saying. I went into teacher mode and kept repeating everything she was saying, while making gestures that DH had hearing problems. Why doesn't he just go and get a blooming hearing test??
As we were about to leave, the manager came out and offered another £1000 in part exchange, ( because we have been going there for thirty years) they would pay for it's MOT and do it early, so that DH could keep his car, until the new car is delivered in March.
A result indeed.
Just as I came out, I receive a text about my future DIL's hen do. We have rented a country house with a pool and hot tub and are having a murder mystery game. This was to inform me of my role as Jane Doe, the grieving widow of the murdered victim. I found that rather ironic, as there had nearly been a murder in the showroom!
The next step was to track down my missing heart meds. The pharmacy couldn't find the script, neither could the surgery! I had already stopped one medication on the cardiologist's orders, but didn't have a replacement.
Then I received a call from the pharmacy, they had kindly gone through a batch of newly arrived scripts and had found it. They would dispense it immediately if I wanted to come for it.
I suggested to DH, that we go for a fish tea and celebrate his purchase, giving them time to dispense the prescription.
A good solution all round and really for my benefit, I wouldn't have to make dinner! ?
It got better when I arrived at the surgery. They handed me two boxes of lateral flow tests with my prescription.
I went home and promptly fell asleep!
DIL and SIL are coming to work on the garage again, having secured a slot at the tip. The only problem is that I haven't felt well enough to continue their hard work. I will probably get a telling off !
Time to go back and read the rest of your news.
Sending best wishes for a speedy recovery to all in the sick bay and prayers for those with sorrow in their hearts.
Have a good day folks.