Old teapots, crippled teapots, that have lost their legs, their lids, their spouts – never heard that word, it sounds weird-. Old teapots, that were crippled when, let’s say, someone put you on the burner when you were empty (I would never do that kind of thing of course).
Come here, hurry up, he’s here, just here. Look.
The doctor.
It’s very unlikely I would ever see this through my window in Ouled Mgatel – and to think that’s where I left all my old, crippled teapots…
2 comments:
I tried so hard to destroy our aluminum coot-coot (pressure cooker) so that we could get an inox one, but they just kept taking it to get fixed! Recently one of my teapots lost his snout, I didn't even know that was possible.
Your blog is still appreciated, even if you are not where you rather be :D
Love and Peace
There may have been a time or two when that guy would have come in handy at my house . . . our teapot gets heavy use (and abuse).
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