Envy

I have just discovered a new concept: Kitchen envy. I know there are all sorts of envy one can have from being envious of people who have escaped the snow and ice to dancing like Kara Tointon. But kitchen envy is a new concept.

There you are, pottering around in your own space, trying to cram or more often uncram saucepans from undersink shelves, which are totally wrong for that purpose and wishing the bookshelf above the fridge could be removed so that you could have a bigger fridge and then you find yourself in a space only slightly smaller than this house, which calls itself a kitchen! Complete with two double ovens, two door fridge with ice maker, thermostatically controlled wine storage, boiling water out of a tap, etc etc etc..

And all this belongs not only to one of our children but two of them have undertaken major kitchen reconstruction and enlargement. I know they have suffered weeks of disruption, forced to cook on camping gas cookers, feeding children in hallways but I am envious! Still it is comforting to know that my condition has a name - kitchen envy!