The Easter Apocalypse

Um. I didn't realise Easter was a bigger run on food than Christmas. And the shops don't even shut.
Now I could have had lovely blip of my lovely cycle out the coast and back again, or a shot of a lovely impromtu blether and drink in the Cameo but I forgot.
But i was not let down by life providing that blip moment as i made a last minute dash to the Supermaketlandofplenty.
I actually turned in a circle twice as it slowly dawned on me the wise people of Abbeyhillshire obviously know more than I of the impending apocalypse and food shortages. The shelves were bare. Empty. Barren.
But luckily for me and my jam making the prepared people of the Abbeyhillland obviously have no need for ginger in their store as it was the only over stocked item in the whole bloody place. Lucky me.
Oh and i got some loo roll, bread and milk just in case.