Worth waiting the three hours
There is nothing quite so satisfying as the smell of a freshly cooked loaf of bread on a cold, wet night. I used to make my bread by hand, but arthritis has put paid to that and, besides, the advent of the Japanese designed breadmaker ensures a general level of success.
The night I make bread is the night I start the generator and connect up all the other bits of equipment that require charging. Under the house is the bank of heavy duty batteries that give me light and radio, together with the unit that charges the two LED torches. In the house I have a small portable vacuum cleaner, a jump start power unit, an LED lantern, two battery powered drills, small battery charger and the ultimate in irrelevance — an battery powered toothbrush. Most of these have little lights that record their charging progress, so the house starts looking a little like a Christmas tree.
But, of course, the breadmaker takes precedence over all. After all, that was why I started the generator. Those of you with mains power lead a boring existence!
