It arrived in a package from DM. She'd observed my distress at having neglected to put it in the air freight.
Me: But Mum, what am I going to do?! It doesn't fit in my backpack!
[Thinks: Maybe I could cram it in one of the kids' hand-luggage in between the fourteen soft toys and eight packets of textas and twenty-three bits of technicoloured, unidentifiable land-fill.]
DM: Is it a very special one?
Me: Oh yes. It's the best flour sifter in the whole wide world.
DM: Well, I'll just have to post it to you.
Imagine the Hausfrau's joy!
From here on, it's nothing but no-mess, one-handed, slick and efficient sifting for me. (Just as soon as I get a bowl and muffin tins and all that gaff.)
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