Is anyone out there?
Cardigan - Forever New
Scarf - who knows...
It turned out all my fright was ominous, since a late dinner meant we missed the movie. However, cheese saved the day as we took to the shops and I pursued my one of my favourite past-times; supermarket browsing. Is there anything more calming than strolling through aisles of perfectly aligned goods, dreaming of the meals you could create, the times that could be had? I adore slipping into the Stepford frame of mind and clicking my heels down smooth rows of breads, jams, chocolate and cheeses... It may, perhaps, be topped only by another window glancing experience: stationary shopping... *happy sigh* Yes, I get my kicks from freshly preened paper, delicate rows of multicoloured folders and temptable dancing pens...
Don't take me to the ball game, let me peruse with pleasure!
Camembert, Chedder and Double Brie, Oh my!
So the little girl and the cheese got married, and on their honeymoon she spread him on a cracker and then lived happily ever after.