Great British Drama: the other night, I broke my parents’ kettle by boiling it with no water in it. The button clicked up and down, no lights came on. Heat was notably absent. So I boiled water in a pan, made them a cup of tea, then I confessed the news. They took it pretty well, all things considered.
“Oh, that’s nothing,†said my Aunty Jen. “Helen has one of those kettles that looks like a whistling kettle that goes on the hob, but actually, it’s an electric one. I wasn’t paying attention one day, and I put it on the stove. The next thing I knew, it was on fire, and there was plastic melting all over everywhere.
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