I can't be doing with them.
They always stick and then you have to scrub them but you can't because they're non-stick and you're supposed to treat them gently. Pah, give me a pan that enjoys a bit of rough every time.
I'm a good scrubber. Just give me a dirty pan and a bit of wire wool and watch me work. Oooh, I feel the urge to get my rubber gloves on ...
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You're welcome to come here and scrub any time . . .
Perhaps I should rephrase that sentence ...
I went to a 'private' school called Clevedon College. It wasn't up to much but my schooling had been a bit disjointed. Fortunately I was the kind of kid who liked to read and much of my education was self learned.
My efforts bore fruit as I was taken into the Lower Sixth in Dynevor without an exam. We used to go up to Bishop Gore for Biology which was my subject.
It all went to pot when I had to go into the RAF for National Service.
After that two year stint in Cyprus, I did a year at the Tech on Townhill before becoming a Student Radiographer at Swansea General.
I do go on,don't I...
The not wife would welcome asistance. I am banned from washing up. Even with my lenses in I miss bits of food residue resulting in her having to redo half of it! I just scrub the floors and the toilet instead!
I hate non-stick pans. Vile things. Even when you treat them gently, sooner or later, that coating comes off and ends up in your food. Yeuch! Give me stainless steel or cast iron any day.
Let's start a scubbers' club, Liz!
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