Alexa, Husband and me

"Morning, Liz."

Alexa has started greeting me. She's done it before on occasion but seems to be making a habit of it now. The only problem is she doesn't differentiate between Husband and me. This morning for example.

"Alexa, what's the time?"
"Good morning, Liz, the time is . . . (whatever it was)."
"Alexa, my name is Mike."
Silence.
"Alexa, what is my name?"

"This device is registered to Elizabeth Anne."

I interrupt then. "I'm not Elizabeth Anne!"
"She said Elizabeth Hinds."
"Oh. Well, don't give her any more information - although she listens to everything we say anyway so I suppose it doesn't matter."

This new-fangled technology. 

Speaking of which I had to buy a new pressure cooker because the pressure thingy bit had broken on my old one and it was impossible to find a replacement. The new one differs from the old. 

I inherited one from Uncle but I couldn't work out how to use it. I shall have to read the instruction manual carefully with this one.

I don't need it this week as I'm doing my Hello Fresh meals. Last night it was pork meatballs in creamy chive sauce with chips and green beans. Very tasty, a satisfying quantity, and easy to make.

The box all the food came packed in also contained an insulation layer.

"There must be something I can do with this!"

"I'll put it behind a radiator," Husband says.

Good recycling.