I have a real love for gadgets and I find that they improve my life disproportionately compared with their actual value. I love, for example, browsing the Lakeland UK catalogue and always find something I 'need' in amongst their pages. Their stores (there is one near my mother in law) are heaven on earth!
Life as an expat is
all about compromises. Some things that are
an absolute necessity in your home country are just not available abroad so you
have to bring them with you or just make do, particularly when they get lost in a move. Every destination has its own difficulties but, by way of compensation they often teach you about gadgets that you
never thought you might need which then become an integral part of daily life.
When we moved to Kazakhstan our landlady
furnished us with a ‘thermopot’ instead of a kettle. What was the point, we thought, about having
a pot of boiling water always at hand when a kettle (we used a stove top one in
the UK) is just as easy. How wrong we
were, the trusty thermopot gives us hot water at a press of a button, I now
find myself getting impatient for the time it takes our parents’ kettles to
boil when we go to visit them, so much so that we bought our own pot. My other must haves from various postings include my Turkish coffee maker (I rarely drink coffee but when I do I like the hit to be intense), my rice cooker, my breadmaker (sadly presently locked in a UK container) and my lovely Kenwood.
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| The department store sells neck rings, because what mother wants to take their baby swimming without one ... but knife sharpeners prove elusive. |
Living in Malaysia
there are a number of things that I use every day that I thought would be easy
to find. How wrong could you be? When we
first arrived I went to the department store to look for a knife sharpener as
our previous one was a mysterious casualty of the move. None of them were available for sale in the shop;
I asked and even showed pictures and was told…’not here’. I looked in the supermarkets, in the gadget
shops, in the vegetable markets, in just about any and every location I could
think of.
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| In the Chinese department store I found covers for the well dressed washing machine...but no knife sharpener |
During my time in
Miri I found so many weird and wonderful things for sale but never came across
my simple knife sharpener. I am not
fussy, I would have been happy with a whet stone, I even thought about using my
front step but all the stones in the garden were marble so no luck there!
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| In the mall I can see to my beauty needs with sheep placenta and eyelid tape .... but my knives were destined to remain blunt. |
Finally the day
before we moved to Ipoh I found the object of my dreams in a new delivery to
the Japanese 5RM (£1) gadget shop – I am
now the proud owner of a knife sharpener, who would have thought that a simple
quest could have taken 9 months. I was
almost disappointed when it was over.
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| Hedgehogs for sale in the covered market... but no knife sharpeners. |
Nevertheless other
projects remain. My hob here is gas (I dislike cooking on gas) and I need some simmer plates to control the temperature a little
better. They are nowhere to be found; my
sister has a set in the UK, but they are an old set of mine purchased in the Netherlands,
she had searched for these elusive gadgets for about 5 years before I made a
gift of them. I suspect, therefore,
based on prior experience, that by the time a set turn up I will be living in a
house with a lovely, easily controlled (if expensive to run), electric hob.
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| My chairs can be fashionably shod... knives are not so lucky. |
My other quests are for
a static, vertical vegetable peeler and a cheese slice, also casualties of recent moves. I know I could use a knife for both but I
prefer a peeler for the vegetables. The
one I have at the moment is set on a swivel and I just don’t have the knack to
use it properly and quickly. I am sure
there must be a static one out there somewhere, whenever we go to a new city I
make time to search in the department store for my desired objects. Rather like a treasure hunt the children have
been promised a big surprise if they spot one for me before we return to the UK for a family wedding at Christmas time.
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| The supermarkets sell this joyful concoction,,, but no knife sharpeners |
Where cheese is
concerned this is a topic of cultural culinary tension in our house. My husband puts thick, knife cut, slices of
cheese in his sandwiches. I think that
is wasteful – hard cheese should be sliced for this purpose. I have searched high and low but to no
avail. My sister and father have been
tasked to search for a slice in the UK.
If none can be found I shall have to ask my uncle to bring one to my
sister’s wedding in December, possibly together with some simmer plates.
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