I went for a walk this morning through the “linear park” that extends through the middle of Greenboro. Beautiful day — late summer warm, bright blue sky. From Brother Andrew’s front door to mine on Inverkip Avenue is just a tick more than 2 kilometres — just short of half an hour, depending on shoes.

The ventilator fan over the stove is in dire condition and must be scrapped and replaced as soon as possible. I think the most recent occupants of that house stir-fried most of their meals, judging from the state of the stove and the exhaust hood — clean oven, everything else grotty beyond belief. The ceramic floor tiles also showed signs of prolonged exposure to unchecked flying grease. I removed about 98 percent of the grunge from the stove, cabinetry and floor yesterday, but the exhaust hood isn’t worth the effort. A prolonged soak in hot water with Dawn detergent shifted only the top layer of grease from the filter, and even a trip through the dishwasher could not get it clean.

Oh, well. That kitchen was going to need money lavished on it anyway …

The complicated refrigerator needs a new water filter (of course), which is available only from the manufacturer or Amazon. The owner’s manual that I downloaded from the LG website does not include a diagram indicating where the filter goes, so I guess I’ll have another appliance adventure soon.