Blessed be the Tesco’s delivery man — right on time despite the snow.
So, I repent of my previous scoffing, and relinquish the need to hand pick fruit and veg (at least sometimes).
I’m so looking forward to a meal that does not involve scrounging round the top shelves of the cupboards and the slighty-scary remainders in the vegetable drawer, and thinking ‘well, I suppose I could turn that into soup’.
but I forgot the tomatoes.
oh and the yoghurt