Searching For A Pulse...

It was like this...
I’d dedicated the last three days to making a nonagenerian birthday present...
WonderA was coming to town to take eldest darling daughter Molly to see ‘Hamilton’ as a delayed birthday present...
I’d decided to make a batch of Nonna’s Minestrone, went to get the essential Borlotti beans and found empty shelves in every superdupermarket...a herald of viral stockpiling to come.
Unfazed, I hit Limehouse’s celebrated corner shop Alldays...where they had an encyclopaedic display of beans, as you can see.
So, as you young people say, WonderA breezed in, Hamilton was evidently fab (I’m a bit squeamish about musicals) and the crab eye bean soup was...superb.