Shopping

Went shopping today (yes, riveting, this personal blogging stuff. Have I read you the headlines from New Scientist lately? All about prehistoric Indonesian hobbits, apparently).

Anyway, bought an eclectic collection of stuff, most of it Real Food.

Also, got knives (only one of my three fine knives was found, the morning after Suzie left. Of course this was discovered while guests were over, ready to eat steaks).

Toyed with the thought of buying a box of Quaker’s Chocolate and Peanut Butter chewy oatmeal bars, just because, I mean, Chocolate and Peanut Butter, come on…

Withstood the temptation. Bought beer instead, which is probably more suitable for my age.
Came home and unpacked. While putting the beer in the top shelf of the fridge, I realized it was occupied by all sorts of stuff that no one will ever touch anymore, such as a brand-new Tofu spread (Natural Flavour – what’s the natural flavour of Tofu, I wonder?), Cottage cheese and a dessicated lemon.

Rather than cleaning up the fridge in an energetic frenzy, I savoured the melancholy and tossed the lemon in the bin.