Having done very little during the early part of the day, I stirred myself to make naan bread later. I also went out to pick figs, thinking there would be ten or a dozen – there were over two and a half kilos again, I didn’t count but it must have been at least fifty. So I decided to make some more of the spiced fig jam, which is delicious with cheese. I went out and bought some walnuts, but had everything else. However, I had hardly started the cooking when the electricity went off. I went and reset the fuse box, and it went off again. I unplugged the baby Belling and the induction hob, went back, the power stayed on. So I tested the hob and it didn’t come on at all; changed the fuse, nothing. Just having an oven and no hob is no good, so I had to turn on the Aga.
The pilot light came on okay – you press a button, then the spark button, and keep the first one down for a minute until it’ll stay alight. Then you can turn on the main gas tap and get it going. But the pilot light wouldn’t stay on. I spent about twenty minutes, keeping my finger on that rather awkward little button for minutes at a time, but it kept going out. Eventually, I left a plaintive message on the Aga guy’s answerphone, asking for advice. And then, of course, I tried one last time and the damn thing worked, so I had to phone back saying not to worry.
So I’ve made the jam and potted it and made the naan bread and cooked corn on the cob and an omelette for dinner. And that will be that for this evening. I am putting my feet up. And LT is coming home tomorrow, so I’ll be happy again then. Except that we’ve got to get on to John Lewis and tell them that the hob has packed in within a few months, so we’d like our money back, please, and that’s a bit tedious.