saturday morning

It’s become a bit of a Saturday morning routine of late; making a shopping list and set of menus for the week ahead.

Recipes are consulted and my job is to run to the cupboards, fridge, freezer and report back on the state of the various ingredients that will make up the menus and thus identify anything we’ll need to buy.  (This exercise is called functional ageing and helps get my step count up).

In between writing the list this morning, she managed to fit in a couple of messages to and from Dan in India as well as a message to Chris about whether he and Sian are coming for dinner tomorrow.  This latter information affects the list.  The list is King.  Once written and stuck up on the fridge door, no deviations are allowed.