SWMBO has berated me for taking a bowl from the draining board rather than from the cupboard.
The life cycle of household crockery, a complete mystery to me, is clearly complex, and any disturbance of the natural rhythm is one that, as far as I can judge from the tirade that assaulted me, leads to cosmic disharmony of the most profound order.
It seems that reuse may begin only after an article has resided in the crockery cupboard for an undefined though not inconsiderable period. Before reaching said cupboard, the article must have been ‘dried’ on a tea towel (why tea towel?) despite already having drip dried on the plastic draining yoke, again for an undefined though not inconsiderable period.
To skip these two stages in the cycle by, as I did, reusing a bowl that had just been washed, is a mortal sin.
The order of the cosmos begins on the draining board. At least, for every woman in the world. It’s lovely to see your blogs again. We have missed you.
I think you’re still a student at heart!