The above is a pot of dwarf tulips on the point of flowering – a lovely present, with the pot, from younger son and daughter in law for my birthday last year. Just think, a week ago, and they were under a thick duvet of snow!
Although the day started rather wet and misty, by midday the sun had broken through the clouds and it is now a very pleasant day. We decided to go to Waitrose for a top-up shop and to get our ‘free’ newspaper (if you spend £10 and have a My Waitrose card, this entitles you to ‘free’ coffee and a ‘free’ newspaper – no doubt the cost of these items is paid for by the slightly higher price of some of the product, although they are not always higher than other supermarkets.) I could’ve cut our bill substantially if I had not bought flowers, a magazine, chocolate, Marlborough buns, and an Omega3-rich chicken rather than a basic chicken. But as a dear friend says, “There aren’t any pockets in a shroud,” i.e. you can’t take it with you!
Much is being said both on TV and in the press about plastic right now, and how the oceans are filled with the wretched stuff. Mind you, I’ve never bought a plastic straw in my life and don’t intend to start now. I know how to drink from a glass or a cup. Babies and invalids use straws. And looking at the volume of plastic we have either to get rid of (whether recyclable or not) I do think that companies who over-package goods – whether it’s food or a toothbrush – need to look at other methods of packaging them. Indeed, so many things are ready-wrapped now it’s not always possible to buy the items you want unless they come with a lot of packaging. But we can all cut back, and so instead of our disposable coffee cups today, I bought two re-usable coffee cups which I’ve now washed and they will go with us on our next visit to the supermarket for our ‘free’ coffee.
From Waitrose we drove to Wellswood to Me and Mrs Jones, the deli from where I bought steak pies and salads on Thursday. We enjoyed the pies so much we thought we’d buy some more, some for today and some for the freezer. I couldn’t resist buying a mixed medium salad, too, and I was able to choose three salads from the several they had available. I chose the three in the front of this photo, below …
from left, red cabbage and carrot and various other things, next a couscous and bean salad, and then a brown rice salad with bean sprouts. Husband might have a little, but as I say, he’s a lettuce, cucumber and tomato salad man.
When I paid I thought that I had paid rather a lot for what I’d had, so asked the young woman to tell me exactly how much the pies are and then how much the medium salad was. The pies are £3 each (total £12) and the salad was £4.50, so that was a total, if my brain still functions, of £16.50. My bill came to £19.50. Then she sought help from a colleague as to how to give me a refund on my card, but what I found amazing was that she didn’t offer any kind of apology. I wasn’t rude, I just happened to mention that I had been overcharged £3. Perhaps she is still at school and this is a Saturday job for her. Perhaps she’s not yet mastered tables yet. I jest, but really, I was given the strong impression that it was I who was in the wrong! I will shop here again, the food is good, but I shall certainly make sure I add up my goods before presenting my card again.
Off then for petrol for the car and then home, where I defrosted a large baguette I bought on our last visit to Waitrose and had popped in the freezer – we had that with lovely strong cheddar and chutney.
I wish now that I’d taken photos of all the wonderful flowers on display in Waitrose today. My goodness, they looked gorgeous. Not the dark red roses which were stacked sky-high for St Valentine’s Day (and how I dislike red roses, especially for brides, where they look like blood against a white wedding gown) but beautiful pastel shades of lavenders, lilacs and pinks for Mothering Sunday (and yes, I do call it Mothering Sunday rather than Mother’s Day; I like the traditional name.) I chose two bunches of pastel pink tinged with creamy yellow, I couldn’t resist them.
The new mast-heads of the magazines are gradually changing from winter colours to lovely spring colours, and the latest Homes & Gardens is no exception, it being a rather nice shade of pink …
This will be my reading later today
And finally … the roses on the hall table are gradually opening up …
Wherever you are, I hope you will have a very pleasant weekend.
Until next time.