Back in the land of the living

It has only taken a week and at last i am back in the land of the semi living.

Way behind schedule we left the plague house intent on restocking the larder following a week of weakness.

Fire wood can wait till tomorrow when hopefully the wind might abate a bit.

Today was shopping day.

First stop Bookers the cash and carry where all the small traders on Mamon bent were stocking for the last minute.

much of the Xmas stuff already on "remainder". Bought all the kids Crimbo choccies for way under half retail.

Then bravely into Aldi before girding up our loins for and donning our armour for Tesco.

With "peace on earth" in full swing it was time to dodge the crazed old psychotic charioteers.

Side steps and dodges rule as old biddies with a dread gleam set about getting their yuletide fare.

Asking no quarter and certainly giving none either.

A few years back, in the town where I was brought up, ownership of the last turkey was sorted in the supermarket with the loser getting a trip in a big white van...

Xmas really is no fun any more.