Saturday, 28 March 2009

my grocer

Just quickly. I've made peace with my grocer. I'd felt slighted after he sold me four plums which were so over-ripe I had to eat them virtually instantly. This morning I nipped out to get breakfast bits and ended up with some lovely free range eggs with bright yolks, a couple of punnets of sweet Esanta strawberries (I wouldn't usually bother with Spanish ones but these were really tasty) , some rhubarb which I've been coveting and a chat.

Raynsfords on Battersea High Street - all is forgiven.

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