Kitchen-sinkery

If there's one thing that binds me rigid it's kitchen-sinkery. We should have brought a washing machine, then no doubt old Chin - Chin would have turned out clean shirts for us every day.

In doing so, we've acquired a dishwasher. No matter that it's elderly, if not obsolete — it's our chance to put kitchen-sinkery behind us and begin a leisured after-dinner life.

All of that could read like the obligatory kitchen-sinkery of so many postmodern novels, too suspicious of conventional narrative to settle down.