Well, so much for “soon”. Helpdesk Man quit his job yesterday, and his manager kindly gave him the rest of his month off with pay so he could build up his business. So today was his first day at home, commemorated by having bacon and eggs for breakfast at 11:00 after a lengthy sleeping in. In such a fashion are fortunes made.
The pig and I left him to it at four, and wandered down to the supermarket to stock up for the long weekend. While at the checkouts I remembered the piggie needed a new toothbrush, her old one having recently been used by the snortlepig to brush my elbows, the interior of the dishwasher and a raw piece of beef. So we swiftly oosed back to the toothbrush aisle, where I made the mistake of handing the snortlepig the green and the blue so she could take her pick. “Which one do you want?” “Okay!” “No, no, you only need one. Do you want the blue or the green one?” “Okay!” “Do you want the blue one?” “Okay!” “Can I take the green one?” “No!” “You want the green one?” “Okay!” “Not the blue one?” “Okay!”"Can I take the blue one?” “No!” “Do you want this one or this one?” “Okay!” Eventually I persuaded her to let go of both toothbrushes so I could waggle them out of reach, and when she reached for the green one we high-tailed it out of the store. Unfortunately she is so impressed with this fine device that she not only carried it all the way home, but has made it her particular friend ever since. She is currently brushing her toes with it, and had a moment of extreme panic five minutes ago when she lost it in the duvet. It’s a pity she’s over her obsession with the bottle of peppermint essence, which was at least hygienic.
In other news, I am suppressing my skepticism of food blogs once again and making David Lebovitz’s easy jam tart. Pretty cunning, no?