A few weeks before Christmas, my built-in oven decided it didn’t want to continue any longer. Perhaps it was down to me hardly ever cleaning it, but whatever the reason, it would often trip the power, plunging the house in darkness whenever I turned it on. When it did work, it struggled to get lukewarm. Not ideal when all you have for dinner is frozen pizza.
It’s not like I was that surprised – this was the original oven that came with my house when it was built back in 2006, so we’re talking 20 years of loyal service (only the last five of which were to me, I should add). Still, that’s no good when you’ve got a festive roast dinner for five coming up.
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