Welcome to Morrisons.

Thank you, Morrisons. I had a lovely time.

In comparison with the previous hour it actually was a lovely time. I had spent what felt like forever dismantling the Christmas tree first thing this morning so as to get it out in time for collection. The fairy lights (or whatever the PC term is for them) got hopelessly tangled while still on the tree and, what with the bloody cat fannying around with the baubles around my feet, I got very prickly. (I have a vague memory of calling the cat 'a tit' which brought a self-conscious smile to my face). I did finally manage to get the tree stripped but only to watch helplessly from the window as the collection lorry drove away.