Orchid.

Shopping, shopping, shopping.

Yuk. I hate it.

Overheard some people talking in the coffee shop... heard all about their excursion sat the hospital, the fight they had with uncle so and so and the vegetarian shop down the street that did the most amazing whatevers. Heard about the tinned tomatoes that were in the cupboard at home and I heard that they planned to go buy mince to make meatballs with the tomatoes and eat them for tea. Heard that one of the women was a n-o-v-e-l-ist. Not a novelist or an author, something clearly much more important and artsy and LOUD! Why do some people have to speak so loudly.

Also overheard a woman say "I don't mind doing it since it's Christmas". What??? The obvious implication is that, for the rest of the year, she clearly does mind. Why, why does she not mind for one day?

Anyway, shopping (including this orchid) is done and I'm jiggered. Saturday nights should be spent in front of the tele I think. Have a good one.