I did something I told myself I'd never do again now I'm not working.  Go to a supermarket at the weekend.  It was mad.  Perhaps it's because people have just got paid, perhaps it's because it's 1 December but it was like the wild west out there.  

I'd been promised a Sunday dinner (the lure of me doing nothing is greater than that of a roast, anything would have done, I'm just bone idle) so went for the makings of it.  

It was all quite monotone in colour as the carrots and peas didn't make it to the plate ("I didn't know we had any") but what we did have was very tasty.  

I had a video call (which I hate with a passion) with my friends in Edinburgh to discuss plans for our forthcoming holiday.  Blimey, it's getting complicated.  I've only got one bag booked and if I take all the accoutrements they're expecting me to, I'll only have space for one frock and a pair of flip flops.   I did have a little schnifter to get in the mood while they tore into the rum punch at their end.