Shopping done 
As expected, I got rained on at various points in degrees from light to heavy; though nothing as bad as it is right now, so they missed a trick there
After collecting the present from John Lewis, which entailed an unpleasant trek through the Eye of Sauron Shopping Mall, I went to the city centre M&S, as the out-of-town one is a pain to get to at this time of year, the access road being snarled with people going to Primark and Currys and such.
Then on to the market, where despite wanting to get it over with ASAP I couldn’t break the old habit, ingrained from following my then-GF around there on Saturday afternoons in the 1980s, of walking the length and breadth of what claims to be the largest market in Europe, sizing up the quality and price of the veg on different stalls. (They’re all pretty much the same. They always are.) That done, I was then able to get a bowl of carrots and one of onions for a quid each; there’s enough there to last me a month or two.
And on to the indoors meat market, though I’d remembered I have stuff in the freezer to use up, so I just got some pork chops (probably tonight’s tea) and smoked bacon, the later involving the usual dance of more than a pound being put on the scales, and them going to peel off a couple of rashers, and me saying “It’s OK, leave it on there, it’ll all get eaten”
Then back to the car park, getting well soaked in the process, and out of town to Sainsbury’s, where my expectation of a limited beer-oriented shop came to naught, as I kept remembering stuff like detergent and so forth that I needed as I wandered around; I ended up spending roughly the same as I always do, just with fewer enjoyable thing to show for it (unless laundry suddenly becomes enjoyable).
And finally I got some reduced-to-clear BBQ chicken wings off the hot food counter, which I shall now have for lunch
As expected, I got rained on at various points in degrees from light to heavy; though nothing as bad as it is right now, so they missed a trick there
After collecting the present from John Lewis, which entailed an unpleasant trek through the Eye of Sauron Shopping Mall, I went to the city centre M&S, as the out-of-town one is a pain to get to at this time of year, the access road being snarled with people going to Primark and Currys and such.
Then on to the market, where despite wanting to get it over with ASAP I couldn’t break the old habit, ingrained from following my then-GF around there on Saturday afternoons in the 1980s, of walking the length and breadth of what claims to be the largest market in Europe, sizing up the quality and price of the veg on different stalls. (They’re all pretty much the same. They always are.) That done, I was then able to get a bowl of carrots and one of onions for a quid each; there’s enough there to last me a month or two.
And on to the indoors meat market, though I’d remembered I have stuff in the freezer to use up, so I just got some pork chops (probably tonight’s tea) and smoked bacon, the later involving the usual dance of more than a pound being put on the scales, and them going to peel off a couple of rashers, and me saying “It’s OK, leave it on there, it’ll all get eaten”
Then back to the car park, getting well soaked in the process, and out of town to Sainsbury’s, where my expectation of a limited beer-oriented shop came to naught, as I kept remembering stuff like detergent and so forth that I needed as I wandered around; I ended up spending roughly the same as I always do, just with fewer enjoyable thing to show for it (unless laundry suddenly becomes enjoyable).
And finally I got some reduced-to-clear BBQ chicken wings off the hot food counter, which I shall now have for lunch
<just in case>
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