I’ve had two acceptances in the last few days, which has put me in a good mood. I’m now balanced on 50%, having had five out of my last ten submissions accepted. Last week it seemed like everything was sinking fast, with a small run of rejections but after a couple of acceptances it all looks a lot better. Such is the fragility of the writer’s ego.
Last week I was on the way out, and the frail bubble of my success was about to burst. Now I’m full of it, and full strength smugness is once again looming on the horizon.
At least I have ASDA to bring me back to earth. This week’s deliveries featured a number of items that I thought I had deleted from the order, and as a result I now have enough high fibre cereal to last until the New Year and enough ingredients to make ratatouille for a rugby team, though I’m not sure if rugby teams eat ratatouille.
Before you suggest it, the freezer is full, and has been crammed with all the extra bread that arrived.
It won’t pay off for them in the end, because I will cancel next week’s order and will do a small shop in person to buy the things we need, as we eat the last bits of this week’s order. Apart from ratatouille, my future is likely to feature quite a lot of vegetable soup.
We even got celeriac this week, after five unsuccessful attempts, which means I now have two, as I bought one on Tuesday.
One of my memories of 2020 is going to be the ups and downs of internet grocery shopping, mainly the downs, as it rarely fails to disappoint in some way. However, it does mean we don’t need to shop in a room full of coughing geriatrics and snotty kids, so it’s generally a good thing.
Congratulations, Simon π
Thank you. Are you all keeping well?
Yes, we are, thank you, Simon. I hope all your family are keeping safe as well.
Number One Son is working from home, which is a nice house in Leeds near a cake shop. Number Two Son is experiencing an unseasonal heatwave in Canada. WE are keeping as secluded as we can (Julia is still at work) and I have all the groceries ordered on-line until 17th December. I may have to emerge to buy Christmas groceries but that’s about it.
Near a cake shop?! A prime location!
You sound as though you have everything under control. I am glad all is well with you all π
π It will of course improve when we retire to Suffolk. π
I do hope that happens soon! There seem to be quite a few properties going up for sale here but they get sold fairly quickly. Is there anything I can do to help you? π
Congratulations on the acceptances, Quercus!
Thank you.
Right side to everything
π So it seems.
I am impressed at a score of 50%. We are on vegetable soup, too – in fact I’ve got it for lunch while Jackie goes to a coven meeting.
Vegetable soup and the freedom to get it in your beard without anyone telling you off – bliss. π
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Yay!!!!!
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We are thinking about trying an online supermarket shop but your experience is not encouraging.
It’s generally OK, but there’s always something that seems to go wrong. ASDA is generally accurate and reasonably priced. If I’d allowed more time to order this week I may have been able to correct the order.
TESCO is a bit better organised but a little dearer and delivers in massive bags that are too heavy for my ability to grip.
I’m having a go with Morrison’s, but their site seems a bit difficult and I may actuaklly give up on it.
It’s worth a go, and they have generally been very good at crediting refunds when something goes wrong.
If you try it now you will at least be on their books if it gets difficult again, so it’s worth a try.
Thank you. I think we might try to grapple with the Morrisons website.
Two hints – start with a properly planned list and give yourself plenty of time.
After the first one it gets easier as you can order from favourites.
Thank you.
ASDA just sent me a customer satisfaction questionnaire. π
“Frail bubble”. Nice one.
Thank you.
5 out of ten submissions accepted? That is PHENOMENAL! I am so excited for you! Smug away, sir. You deserve it!
The trouble is that I need to do five out of the next ten too, or I’ll start to worry that I’m losing my touch. π