One day I came home to find the Beardy Man crying into an empty mug. The kettle had blown up. His world had ended. The Beardy Man is a serious Tea Jenny of olympic proportions.
He dragged out his huge stash of “Which?” magazines and various catalogs to search for the perfect kettle, and because I am redundant I had the time to trawl through them all! And I did .That’s a lie. I googled and I found this.
Its small and perfectly formed and it suits us. It sits on the work top next to the “Fridge of Mordor”.It is also an energy-saving appliance. There was the big question of what happens when we get visitors? Well I have a coffee maker from the 80’s that makes the real deal, and the visitors can get their tea first. It only takes 32 elephants.
The only thing I would say is that because of it’s shape, I do splash the water when I am pouring it in the back, but that’s because I’m usually thinking about where I stashed the cakes, and not concentrating on the task at hand.
It comes in at just under 35 quid.I know I could buy a kettle a lot cheaper but they take longer and I am fed up with the Beardy Man watching the electric meter like a man possessed every time I put the kettle on! So this is ideal, and making tea isn’t such a chore. It’s also cute, it coughs out that last wee drop of water. Aw bless. It’s inanimate, but I’m in love.