Our wok is old.
34 years old to be precise.
It was bought for us as a wedding present.
It now has a few holes in the base and so needs replacing.
It's a sad day.
Plenty of folk queueing up outside banks in town.
Wonder what it will take for banks to realise plenty of
folk still like to bank in person?
High Street is about as busy as the last time we were here.
A wok hunter puts her face mask on.
Wok located and about to be purchased.
Sit down over there Dave and I'll take a photo.
OK Vic.
Back home and there's yet another kitchen
cupboard to be cleaned out and generally tidied up.
New wok in its new home.
Will this one last 34 years?
Will we last another 34 years to find out?
Bit sobering.
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