We are house swapping this year and the children and I have been cleaning the house with an intensity rarely seen under normal circumstances. Herself and Daniel washed the downstairs windows. Here is a picture of herself making an unavailing attempt to polish the brass – very difficult – suggestions welcome.
We also picked up all the plums that had fallen on the front path:
And chopped up half of them:
and turned them into jam:
Anniversary jam:
The rest are in the freezer awaiting inspiration.
What is house swapping?
You go to their house and at the same time they come to your house. All slightly terrifying.
We have friends who do it all the time. Apart from the one family who had brought along their lovesick teenaged son who spent the whole week phoning his girlfriend back in Italy on the landline, it’s been fine. (I think the Italian family ponied up for the resulting phone bill).
I used to love polishing brass as a child. It takes time though
Went brilliantly. Re brass, have now spent about 8 hours solidly polishing over a number of evenings. Is now pretty shiny. [Insert smug glow here.]