Oh, Sift!

I'm glad I made it to the end of last night's baking before my sifter broke. It had had a good life -- it was probably about as old as I am -- and had been getting a bit rusty in the joints for a while, so it wasn't really a surprise when its springy bits sproinged their last. But now I have to find a new one, which I doubt will last as long, and I'm short on money. I think it's time to hit the thrift shops.