After last week’s “Onward to next week. Nothing can go wrong, nothing.” how did I do? The week didn’t start great but generally, another good one. (Let’s take it as read that I will largely continue to ignore the wider world in these solipsistic weeeknotes right up until the point at which it comes hammering on the doors of me and my loved ones. A stance that would get me pilloried by the righteous strikeforces of Bluesky. But we’re not there, we’re here, and lacing every one of my “What I did this week” accounts with outraged eye-rolling about sigh everything will never change the world. So…) Having cleaned the coffee grinder last Sunday, on Monday morning I turned it on to silence. Dead. Having failed to find any useful help on Baratza’s quite bad site, I emailed them, they sent me a link to an article describing how to take it all apart, I found that the “interlock switch” had come loose, and after re-seating it on its little plastic blobs, everything worked. One-nil to me.…
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