the sound of the bell
i'm currently borrowing a friends' microwave (initially i received it for someone else who didn't need it as it pans out, and have since been storing it, but i think the initial get-rid has become a want-back-at-some-point, so i think i'm borrowing it). i've long been very suspicious of microwaves, and i'm still wary of them (perhaps i need to read up on how they do what they do). this one has a 'defrost' setting so i've felt quite confident defrosting things, and this has been useful. and i've ventured into heating up food in it too... in large part cos it reduces washing up (no pan)! tho i'm also aware that the electricity i use here is more sustainably sourced than the gas (cooking), so it seems a good thing too on that score. i was pottering about while my food heated, and then the little bell sounded to say that it had done... and i thought of pavlov's dogs.. and have also since had a furniture track (which one? is it called 'the sound of the bell' or something else...?) in my head.