Where’s the bleach – surely not packed with bread?
“Did you get Mini Mars Bars?” a disembodied voice, calling from the pantry.
“That’s them next to the flour.”
“I can’t see any flowers, there is sugar, though, We didn’t need that this week.”
There isn’t time for a monologue on the vagaries of the English language…
Shopping done from a tablet. It all feels like hard work – I need a coffee – problem is, I got coffee ice cream instead. Sigh.