Just before we left KM for our holiday here at Cornerstones, I put a few bits of food into a bag. Mostly leftovers to use up – but also a few things I thought I might need over the weekend – although I had ordered a Sainsbury's Delivery to arrive at Cornerstones on the Saturday afternoon.
The van duly arrived - “Where am I?” asked the driver – having come all the way from Kings Lynn, and clearly feeling she was definitely past “the back of beyond” and into “the middle of nowhere”. I unpacked the stuff, and realised I’d both ordered some gravy granules and brought a new tub with me [as I couldn’t remember putting them on my internet shopping list!] but when I came to put them away in the cupboard I found one tub half used, and two spares.
So we have finished the opened tub, put one new one in the cupboard, and I am taking three back to KM with me.
Bob is concerned about this strange new hoarding habit. I notice these four tubs are all different! Our family is fond of quoting the Tony Hancock line
“I thought my Mother was a bad cook, but at least her gravy MOVED!”
[btw – very very busy weekend coming up – down to London to stay with Liz, and meet up with Steph, to attend my niece’s wedding – don’t be surprised by uncharacteristic lack of posts]