I had my lie-in this morning and lay in bed reflecting on a pleasant evening with family the night before. Then I reflected on how much better my stomach was feeling since I’d had a couple of bottles of kefir and filled myself with several billion gut-friendly bacteria.
It seems cheap and simple to make your own. I may have a go, as it’s not cheap to buy ready made.
Then, as usual on a Saturday, I realised I was going to be late. Julia made me a jam sandwich for breakfast, which is nutritionally poor, but very pleasant despite that. I felt the need for strawberry jam two weeks ago, and have been feeling much happier as a result.
I managed to get to the shop (several minutes late) but despite this was still the first to get his computer into action.
We had customers most of the day and plenty of parcels to send. Unfortunately, though we did our bit, the Post Office was unable to do theirs. The closest one was closed for the day and the next one was staffed by a woman who claimed she didn’t know how to process pre-stamped parcels. She said she “didn’t unserstand all these stamps”.
I’d like to be in charge of staff training for the Post Office.
I’d also like a cattle prod. According to Google it’s legal to own a cattle prod in the UK.
We had supermarket pizza with extra vegetables, coleslaw, cous cous and Aspall’s cider for tea. Cheap, easy, lazy and very pleasant.
It’s not the sort of food that you’d want to admit to, but it was very enjoyable.
If this was a food blog I’d tell you it was artisan pizza with mixed salads and craft cider. And I’d have remembered to take a photo.
