We're celebrating having potatoes once more with a rosti tonight. We're also looking forward to having some roast spuds with our roast beef tomorrow. These little things can bring great joy.
As you will have gathered we did indeed get to Morrisons. We set off in the early afternoon to find the car park heaving. We looked inside through the windows to see long queues at the tills.
So off we went to the Pub instead. It was a lively afternoon as it turned out. Tony, the power station worker was in, along with Mr P who had just returned from taking his school choir & orchestra to Kiel for the week. He regaled us with stories & pictures of what had happened. Soon PD strolled in to join the party.
Finally, 5ish, we decided it was time to depart. The shopping had to be done. We dropped PD off home on the way.
We were just choosing the spuds, when I heard a gentle voice greeting me from behind. It was Paul & Judith, a couple who frequently join us at the Pub. They hadn't heard the news about Little B. It came as quite a shock to Paul as he'd been having a drink with Little B on the Sunday afternoon, the night of which Little B had died. By the time we'd told them as well as catching up on the news about their sons, time was pressing on. We hastily grabbed the food.
Fortunately we were having a quick meal. The Fox got out his trusty wok & made us a salmon stir fry. Even so, by the time we had eaten it was after 8pm. So much for our quick shop!
Now I realise I had rushed round the shop so much I forgot to look for, let alone buy, the prunes I wanted for a lamb tagine later in the week. It will just have to wait till next time. The lamb is safely tucked away in the freezer so won't spoil.
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