While I give you that Wesley was influenced by the Moravians on his trip to America and that led to his conversion experience but Wesley's own account of his conversion experience places it in a very specific place in London.
Jengie Jon, you're right; I got that part wrong. But he did spend a lot of time hanging around with the Moravians who settled near Savannah, and they clearly influenced his religious thinking.
GK, yes. John and Charles came together. Charles left after a relatively short time; John stuck it out longer.
My freezer. Not keeping down at 18deg C. Yesterday it was 7, until I measured it to see the space available for a replacement, when it suddenly started to drop down to 18 again. This morning, it's 6, and with fast freeze on, not changing. There is only one freezer available in the country which will fit the gap and for which the deliverers will remove the old one, for £399.99, which isn't bad. Getting it into place will not be too difficult, but involve a lot of moving as well as wrapping the existing contents in some sort of insulation. Can't order today as my Congregational inner self is not in favour of deliveries on Sunday. (Next day delivery - really useful, except when a Sunday.) Unless it gets worse.
It will be a tight fit on height.
@Penny S Good luck with sorting out your freezer problems. Our old kitchen was so designed it didn't have space for any kind of 'fridge at all, it had to be in a narrow gap between the wall and a radiator in the dining room
When I moved the kitchen to it's current position I went for separate 'fridge and freezer because of height, width and weight problems, so the 'fridge is in the kitchen and the freezer in the walk-in pantry. It works out pretty well, mainly because having a pantry saves an incredible amount of space over fitted kitchen cupboards.
When I was a child we had a walk-in pantry. One day, when we returned from shopping, we found that the cat had got in and was standing on a shelf, shoving comestibles down to the dog at floor level.
We have six walk-in cupboards. The extent to which you can walk into them though is considerably circumscribed by the amount of Stuff in there. The most frequented is the one off the dining room which is that rare thing, a first-floor wine cellar.
We have six walk-in cupboards. The extent to which you can walk into them though is considerably circumscribed by the amount of Stuff in there. The most frequented is the one off the dining room which is that rare thing, a first-floor wine cellar.
WHAT!!!! And you haven't spared one for ME? (Old house, NO closets to speak of, let alone a pantry)
Work help that fail to show up. I have a sprinkler system in the garden that needs repair. Person number one that I called. I can come on Tuesday. Person called Tuesday morning, sorry I have another job no time to help you. Person number two. I can come on Wednesday, when I am in the area. Waited all day Wed. No show. Text Thursday AM sorry no show, family problems will come on Thursday. Waited all day Thursday, no show no response. Person number Three, arrived Friday, did not have the right equipment for the job. Person number Four also said on Thursday I will get back to you later today and set up an appointment. No follow up. When we first moved here 15 years ago we saw a sign on a plumbers truck that said, "I will show up." We thought it odd at the time. We get it now. I am also waiting to hear back from a tree trimmer. I am thinking maybe I need to buy a chain saw.
We have six walk-in cupboards. The extent to which you can walk into them though is considerably circumscribed by the amount of Stuff in there. The most frequented is the one off the dining room which is that rare thing, a first-floor wine cellar.
WHAT!!!! And you haven't spared one for ME? (Old house, NO closets to speak of, let alone a pantry)
The 1920s (when our place was built) must have been Peak Cupboard Era. I've seen older ones with fewer (apart from that oddity, the Edinburgh Press*) but then they have larger rooms in which you put wardrobes, sideboards, chests of drawers, dressers, tallboys etc. Modern houses otoh have neither space nor cupboards.
*a shallow shelved recess, usually near the fireplace, often with a full-size door - a lot of construction for very little actual storage.
Potentially if the house is on a steep enough hill.
We don't have a lot of built-in cupboards, but we do have a cellar under the hall. The front has the old coal hole, the back is used for alcohol and things like cat carriers that are bulky and don't mind the damp. The top of the steps is where things like the vacuum and the ironing board live.
The most frequented is the one off the dining room which is that rare thing, a first-floor wine cellar.
Semantically speaking, can one have a cellar on the first-floor?
Thing is, it has the characteristics of a cellar in being without natural light and at a stable temperature. And being full of wine (and other things in bottles).
I created our pantry when I moved the kitchen to what had been the sitting room. There was a useless cupboard two thirds the full width of the room but only as wide as the door plus 2 inches on either side. Measuring the rooms either side and the outside wall I discovered a void had been left when the staircase was put in c1920 - God knows why. Opening it up I had a space roughly 9' x 6' with an outside wall but no window, so I put in the pantry.
@TheOrganist I've known a pantry like that - a former outside toilet bricked in across the end of what would have been a long corridor, leaving a rectangular windowless bricked-in void. Discovered during renovation when the measurements simply wouldn't add up. Fully expected to find a skeleton when a couple of bricks on the kitchen side were tentatively knocked out. But only newspapers dating from 1920 and lots of dust. Made an excellent walk-in pantry with shelves fitted around 3 sides.
I've a space in my kitchen which I want for a larder - which I think is the same as your pantries, but the joiner I had lined up for the job was next door's boyfrind, and she has dumped him, so not available. It wouldn't be walk in, sadly, but would have shallow shelves around it on three sides, and a deep shelf level with the kitchen units, covered with a set of stone place mats I got from Oxfam, labelled granite. Not granite, as black and probably dolerite. (I can't tell without seeing a thin section. Let anyone who has studied geology understand that remark.) The doors would have spice rack deep teeny shelves with strips across to keep the bottles etc on. Pursuing this aim has been on hold. There is a double socket on the adjacent wall which would allow chilling things.
It is probably the space where the previous people had their upright freezer. I currently have a 1930s kitchen cabinet in it. Not in good enough condition to sell to the sort of people who like that sort of thing.
Once upon a time I had a walk-in pantry. I loved it, and really missed it when we moved.
The next house had no pantry, but did have a walk in airing cupboard, which was very useful as we had inherited MiL's household linens by then. Still missing that, four years after downsizing to a tiny bungalow with next to no storage. But it was deliberate - when we had storage we had many times more 'stuff' than we could ever use, even if we had known what we had and were it was.
However, I still miss the walk in pantry 37 years later!
No walk- in pantry here, though a door leading off the kitchen- diner might suggest there is one, but it is too small to walk into more than one pace as it goes back under the stairs. We call it the glory hole and it holds a multitude of sins ( kitchen bin, cleaning materials, spare baking trays, Wine and other Bottles, shoe cleaning kit, shopping bags.....even a sewing machine which has not been moved since it was put there 6 years ago). I wish I could work out the best way of organising it though.
Word of advice, don't Google "glory hole" - the meaning has changed somewhat and there is a much better known urban dictionary version that has taken over the original meaning. (I'm being nice to piglet here and not linking to it)
Word of advice, don't Google "glory hole" - the meaning has changed somewhat and there is a much better known urban dictionary version that has taken over the original meaning. (I'm being nice to piglet here and not linking to it)
FWIW, that “don’t google” meaning is the only meaning I’ve ever known, and I first heard it at least 40 years ago.
No walk-in pantry or airing cupboard here although we had both (alright I as a three-year-old use to walk-in and hide, my parents couldn't) in the house we spent my childhood years (as opposed to teenage years) in. Indeed the walk-in pantry was huge. I think about six feet wide, ten feet long and at least twelve feet high even once we had put a floor in at the level of the kitchen. It originally had steps dropping down another six feet or so. The airing cupboard was less spectacular but the full length of the bathroom, wall to ceiling and at least three feet deep and the boiler at one end.
My sister had a walk in larder built in her kitchen. The joiner was intrigued that she insisted on the door fastening being openable from inside. Because, when she was a toddler, she shut our mother in the one we had under the stairs. No-one else was in the house, and she couldn't understand how to open it. Mum had to bash a hole in the perforated zinc section of the window and wave her hand out of it, and shout, until someone came and let her out!
Meanwhile, I am calling my immersion heater here. following a morning when I found no hot water to wash with, and had to override the timer to get some, and it became very hot, I haven't had enough for a couple of days. I thought someone had been using a lot after the morning heating in the low tariff period, but it looks as though the thermostat has gone. I hope that is what it is. It has done it before, and needs a small tweak by the plumber, who says it is too dangerous for me to do.
So I have a freezer that is too warm and water that is too cold.
In getting stuff from the airing cupboard to a) wrap the frozen food in and b) make space for the plumber, I managed to stick a small tack in my foot. It is of a type which I have never used for anything, and was lying on top of the carpet in my spare room. This is the second time I have had that foot bleed in three days, as I had a thorn in it when I was up the garden mending the frame of my tomato house. Fortunately it is a long way from anything important so I will have enough time if things need medical attention.
The rational mathematical part of my brain assures me that random events often cluster, but there is a bit of the hindbrain which is looking for a witch. On the 31st, the consumer unit tripped, with no apparent cause. That'll be the start of it.
TICTH our fire alarm which suddenly went off in the middle of the night for no apparent reason and scared the life out of us. It stopped after a few seconds but that was enough to give us both conniptions (thank you Piglet for that word).
We inherited the system with the house and have no idea how to turn it off ...
Our cat went off at 3.45 two nights ago. Her nemesis, Big Ginger, had jumped onto the outside window sill while Elizabeth was on the inside windowsill (behind the curtains) and Elizabeth went into full yowl, claws on the glass mode. The actual yowling only woke two of us; myself and the quinie, who chased Big Ginger away.
The North East Man didn't wake until 3.50 when an over-excited Elizabeth peed on the TV remote and the sound of the quinie and I fetching cleaning stuff woke him up.
Happy days! At least we have no neighbours near enough to be disturbed by a cat yowling inside, and Big Ginger gets the blame for waking people up when he yowls outside.
O - perhaps it was a case of the lightning striking the wrong cathedral?
(Soon after the then Bishop of Durham was accused of insulting/denying The Resurrection of Our Blessed Lord, a lightning strike set fire to York Minster. York, not Durham. Bad aim on someone's part).
Companies who have discussions on the phone about installation of freezers and the price thereof, send a cryptic email about amending the paid for order without explaining what has been amended, so the men turn up and say they can't come in.
We compromised. They came in to remove the existing freezer (but complained it was full of ice, which may explain the problems - despite its being a no frost one). They came in to deliver the new one, but did not remove its wrappings or plug it in.
I have had the cost of removing it removed from the bill as a goodwill gesture.
I have managed to remove the wrappings and get the thing working, and have a massive pile of polystyrene to get rid of. I also managed to dent it on the washing machine.
I have only just managed to squeeze everything from the old freezer into the new one, which is taller and has more drawers. But has thicker insulation. It is very good that I did not order the shorter model. This one fits the space exactly, with 2 mm clearance - so their measurements were accurate.
Nothing from the plumber yet.
O - perhaps it was a case of the lightning striking the wrong cathedral?
(Soon after the then Bishop of Durham was accused of insulting/denying The Resurrection of Our Blessed Lord, a lightning strike set fire to York Minster. York, not Durham. Bad aim on someone's part).
Yes, but he'd been consecrated at York. Bad timing, rather than bad aim.
We had a mountain of bagged garden waste, waiting for the recycling centres to reopen. We they did, and we were loading up the car, the bags were covered in slugs and snails. Which the North East Quinie carefully picked off and lovingly rehomed around the garden.....
@Penny S I use chunks of polystyrene in big pots for thing like runner beans and sweet peas - helps with drainage and you don't need to use half a ton of compost for no good reason.
Mice. I was sitting right here a few days ago and heard a noise nearby. A large brown mouse appeared from a cupboard and then disappeared. We'd returned the well-used borrowed trap, so right away ordered a pair of humane traps that arrived yesterday, noting that it said on the box 'smart mouse trap'. So far, our mice have outsmarted it, and the cat has intimated that this is not his area of responsibility. I will be patient.
2 mm. This is only over a narrow part of the freezer, about 6 inches*, the rest has clearance up to ceiling level. There is an unexpected problem, in that I can't put things on top of the freezer which used to live on the old one, as I won't be able to open the unit door.
And it is far too much polystyrene for garden use, and the garden isn't in a state for that sort of thing yet.
*Note mix of measures. SI for precision, Imperial for I can't be bothered to measure, don't need to, and here's a rough estimate.
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GK, yes. John and Charles came together. Charles left after a relatively short time; John stuck it out longer.
It will be a tight fit on height.
When I moved the kitchen to it's current position I went for separate 'fridge and freezer because of height, width and weight problems, so the 'fridge is in the kitchen and the freezer in the walk-in pantry. It works out pretty well, mainly because having a pantry saves an incredible amount of space over fitted kitchen cupboards.
https://youtube.com/watch?v=A6IdYk0MMt8&list=RDA6IdYk0MMt8&start_radio=1#t=0
You have to hand it to Cats - they really are the most sagacious of animals...
I trust the Dog was duly grateful, and left something for the Cat. O wait - the Cat would have attended to that him/herself...
WHAT!!!! And you haven't spared one for ME? (Old house, NO closets to speak of, let alone a pantry)
The 1920s (when our place was built) must have been Peak Cupboard Era. I've seen older ones with fewer (apart from that oddity, the Edinburgh Press*) but then they have larger rooms in which you put wardrobes, sideboards, chests of drawers, dressers, tallboys etc. Modern houses otoh have neither space nor cupboards.
*a shallow shelved recess, usually near the fireplace, often with a full-size door - a lot of construction for very little actual storage.
We don't have a lot of built-in cupboards, but we do have a cellar under the hall. The front has the old coal hole, the back is used for alcohol and things like cat carriers that are bulky and don't mind the damp. The top of the steps is where things like the vacuum and the ironing board live.
Thing is, it has the characteristics of a cellar in being without natural light and at a stable temperature. And being full of wine (and other things in bottles).
Yes, many shelves (slate/marble from a former butcher's shop) that has more than 3 times the storage we would have had in a fitted kitchen.
It is probably the space where the previous people had their upright freezer. I currently have a 1930s kitchen cabinet in it. Not in good enough condition to sell to the sort of people who like that sort of thing.
The next house had no pantry, but did have a walk in airing cupboard, which was very useful as we had inherited MiL's household linens by then. Still missing that, four years after downsizing to a tiny bungalow with next to no storage. But it was deliberate - when we had storage we had many times more 'stuff' than we could ever use, even if we had known what we had and were it was.
However, I still miss the walk in pantry 37 years later!
Meanwhile, I am calling my immersion heater here. following a morning when I found no hot water to wash with, and had to override the timer to get some, and it became very hot, I haven't had enough for a couple of days. I thought someone had been using a lot after the morning heating in the low tariff period, but it looks as though the thermostat has gone. I hope that is what it is. It has done it before, and needs a small tweak by the plumber, who says it is too dangerous for me to do.
So I have a freezer that is too warm and water that is too cold.
In getting stuff from the airing cupboard to a) wrap the frozen food in and b) make space for the plumber, I managed to stick a small tack in my foot. It is of a type which I have never used for anything, and was lying on top of the carpet in my spare room. This is the second time I have had that foot bleed in three days, as I had a thorn in it when I was up the garden mending the frame of my tomato house. Fortunately it is a long way from anything important so I will have enough time if things need medical attention.
The rational mathematical part of my brain assures me that random events often cluster, but there is a bit of the hindbrain which is looking for a witch. On the 31st, the consumer unit tripped, with no apparent cause. That'll be the start of it.
We inherited the system with the house and have no idea how to turn it off ...
The North East Man didn't wake until 3.50 when an over-excited Elizabeth peed on the TV remote and the sound of the quinie and I fetching cleaning stuff woke him up.
Happy days! At least we have no neighbours near enough to be disturbed by a cat yowling inside, and Big Ginger gets the blame for waking people up when he yowls outside.
(Soon after the then Bishop of Durham was accused of insulting/denying The Resurrection of Our Blessed Lord, a lightning strike set fire to York Minster. York, not Durham. Bad aim on someone's part).
We compromised. They came in to remove the existing freezer (but complained it was full of ice, which may explain the problems - despite its being a no frost one). They came in to deliver the new one, but did not remove its wrappings or plug it in.
I have had the cost of removing it removed from the bill as a goodwill gesture.
I have managed to remove the wrappings and get the thing working, and have a massive pile of polystyrene to get rid of. I also managed to dent it on the washing machine.
I have only just managed to squeeze everything from the old freezer into the new one, which is taller and has more drawers. But has thicker insulation. It is very good that I did not order the shorter model. This one fits the space exactly, with 2 mm clearance - so their measurements were accurate.
Nothing from the plumber yet.
And snails
Yes, but he'd been consecrated at York. Bad timing, rather than bad aim.
... and puppy-dogs' tails?
I'll fetch my own coat.
We had a mountain of bagged garden waste, waiting for the recycling centres to reopen. We they did, and we were loading up the car, the bags were covered in slugs and snails. Which the North East Quinie carefully picked off and lovingly rehomed around the garden.....
And it is far too much polystyrene for garden use, and the garden isn't in a state for that sort of thing yet.
*Note mix of measures. SI for precision, Imperial for I can't be bothered to measure, don't need to, and here's a rough estimate.