When you buy a house in the country you inevitably end up collecting all sorts of crap that you have no idea what it does or how to use it… case in point


this contraption promises to pretty much do everything for you except make your breakfast, and for that I have me trusty crock pot anyway.  It’s got cords and leads and lights and buttons and guages and needles (or is that the same thing?) and flashing bits and a torch, some sort of wicked looking clampy thing that could easily take your finger off, and plugs and sockets and it may even have speakers in it, although I’m not entirely sure and I may have just made that up…. nothing good can come of us having this!

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