oh dear

First, I opened up my fridge to you people - you saw that I bought shop's own raspberry jam, boxed up lettuce and let it rot, kept tubs of philadelphia in the fridge for decades upon decades (okay, weeks upon weeks)...NOW....

I'm opening up my fruit bowl.

Oh dear oh dear oh dear.

Or as I sometimes say when I'm being a bit weird - deary, deary doctor....Look at the state of this fruit bowl. If I was relying on this for my 5 a day I'd be well and truly fooked. House keys, car keys, important note book, etc. etc. etc.

I am proper ashamed. Except I know I've got some cherries in the fridge. But that's not really proper is it? Someone tell me to look after myself...HURRY UP!