Coffee Machine...

Me and Becky are coffee-holics, it must be said, and so you can imagine our deep sense of loss when our coffee machines "carafe" vibrated off the kitchen top (it was the washing machine that killed it) and dashed to pieces on the kitchen floor. So we went out today to hunt for the cheapest coffee-machine we could find (yes it's cheaper to get a new one than to replace the "carafe", I'm sure there's a good metaphor dying to get out here): and we found a bargain. A Russell-Hobbs that "mills" your real coffee beans, and then "brews" it up for you, wait, it gets better, you can set it to do all this automatically, so we're looking forward to waking up to the smell of coffee in the morning. And the best thing of all about it was that we got it for £15 at "cash-converters", even though it's new and it's retail price is £69.99! Here is what our coffee-machine looks like:



Joni did something really funny today: she keeps going in the fridge and seeing things she likes, and crying for them, and we tell her off for going in there, but this morning she was so quick: she opened the fridge, grabbed a yogurt, and (holding it IN FRONT of her so we couldn't see it!) ran as fast as she could down the hall shouting "All gone! All gone!". I couldn't stop laughing for ages about it.