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Story of three Agas – Marj Stratton

When I was married 42 years ago I moved into my husbands farmhouse and was greeted by the old original icon -a 35 yr.old two-oven cream solid fuel Aga, temperamental, but great for the dogs and lambs to lie by and for boiling up the horses' barley. We later converted it to oil. Years later our neighbours moved. The new folk DID NOT WANT their glossy 4-oven black Aga, which I had coveted. We agreed to swop it for the far end of a stone firewood store, which they wanted for a garden shed. So we put up a breezeblock wall inside and they made a doorway their side - all hunky dorey. My husband went round with the tractor and with some help wheeled the black Aga out on scaffolding poles, picked it up in the fore-end loader, brought it round the village and dumped it in the yard, where it lived for a while covered in a tarpaulin. When you Aga folk were requested to fit it for us, you weren't best pleased, but all went well and I was thrilled and loved using all the ovens, and the dogs still lay at its foot, and I learnt to do my ironing on the left-hand end. Retired and moved to a very much smaller house. How could I manage without my 4-oven Aga? Just happened to see your advert for a 3-oven gas Aga. How could this be? We were, for the first time, "on gas" so made enquiries. Before long, instead of the chilly unwelcoming gas stove, we had another lovely green "Auntie Aga" and after a little confusion about which oven was which, and some disappointment with lack of room for ironing, I am now at home with it, and the dog still lies there. (The only thing is - because it is so new and well-insulated, not enough heat spills over to keep the draughty barn-conversion really warm.)

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