Shopping update
Apr. 28th, 2020 10:50 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shewhomustAs I was explaining to helenraven in comments on my previous post, I'm trying to keep track of my shopping orders. On the Today programme this morning, a representative of Tesco's explained that lockdown has transformed our shopping habits, and we have reverted to the big weekly shop which we used to do ten years ago. When he says "we" he is not speaking for me: in this household we still - or rather, we did until the beginning of March - have a weekly ritual of comparing diaries, and then shopping together, either locally or at an out-of-town supermarket. Without that routine, the days of lockdown flow by, one much like another (and for other reasons too, of course). Waitrose ask me to think of others, and only book one slot a week: the chance would be a fine thing! Nonetheless, I feel apologetic about ordering too frequently. Hence this series of boring posts: feel free to skip!
Encouraged by others, who have ordered the bumper bundle of fish offered by the market fishmonger, I have telephoned and placed an order. It turns out that they have a website and accept individual orders. I've tweaked their 'fish box' offer to be going on with, and expect a delivery on Thursday.
I have ordered what feels like an inordinate amount of cheese (but there's very little left of the previous order, so why not?).
In the process of placing these orders, I may have destroyed the upstairs telephone handset (which is the one that was already misbehaving) and had to phone the cheese stall using the red dial phone on my desk. The old technology still functions, it seems: and because things don't happen singly, the same is true of the light bulb in the bathroom, whichdurham_rambler was able to replace from his stock of bayonet-fitting, energy inefficient bulbs (saved for this very reason). My watch has died, too, and I am assuming that all it needs is a new battery, but this will have to wait until the market re-opens. One more item of to be done when we can do things again, I am overdue a visit to the optician. It's possible that now I have been passed on to the opthalmologist, I don't need to visit the optician for new glasses, but my current pair have grown very loose, and need attention.
On a positive note, the second instalment of our Wine Society order arrived yesterday: the rosé had become separated from the red and the white, but has now arrived, so we are ready for summer.
helenraven in comments on my previous post, I'm trying to keep track of my shopping orders. On the Today programme this morning, a representative of Tesco's explained that lockdown has transformed our shopping habits, and we have reverted to the big weekly shop which we used to do ten years ago. When he says "we" he is not speaking for me: in this household we still - or rather, we did until the beginning of March - have a weekly ritual of comparing diaries, and then shopping together, either locally or at an out-of-town supermarket. Without that routine, the days of lockdown flow by, one much like another (and for other reasons too, of course). Waitrose ask me to think of others, and only book one slot a week: the chance would be a fine thing! Nonetheless, I feel apologetic about ordering too frequently. Hence this series of boring posts: feel free to skip!Encouraged by others, who have ordered the bumper bundle of fish offered by the market fishmonger, I have telephoned and placed an order. It turns out that they have a website and accept individual orders. I've tweaked their 'fish box' offer to be going on with, and expect a delivery on Thursday.
I have ordered what feels like an inordinate amount of cheese (but there's very little left of the previous order, so why not?).
In the process of placing these orders, I may have destroyed the upstairs telephone handset (which is the one that was already misbehaving) and had to phone the cheese stall using the red dial phone on my desk. The old technology still functions, it seems: and because things don't happen singly, the same is true of the light bulb in the bathroom, which
durham_rambler was able to replace from his stock of bayonet-fitting, energy inefficient bulbs (saved for this very reason). My watch has died, too, and I am assuming that all it needs is a new battery, but this will have to wait until the market re-opens. One more item of to be done when we can do things again, I am overdue a visit to the optician. It's possible that now I have been passed on to the opthalmologist, I don't need to visit the optician for new glasses, but my current pair have grown very loose, and need attention.On a positive note, the second instalment of our Wine Society order arrived yesterday: the rosé had become separated from the red and the white, but has now arrived, so we are ready for summer.
