Mistress: “Here is a three and a half minute glass Bridget; you may boil eggs with it.”
Bridget (five minutes later): “The eggs is done, ma’am, but I have me doubts about the glass.”
(Really this is just my excuse to treat you to some truly awful jokes- I am sure they thought so too- but some truly lovely photos of Victorians laughing. We see them looking happy so infrequently. . . )
Happy stitching!