GASP

Today I shall be purchasing CHEESE in large amounts and reasonable variety.

Yes, it’s that time of the year again, when we wander off to Norfolk for a long weekend of games and gluttony – though the consumption is not as conspicuous as in our youth. In fact, as the number has crept up to seven of us, the actual amount of BOOZE and food that we consume has gone down. The days of looking for the switch so we can turn gravity off, or at least mute it, are long gone.

I foresee a minimum five hour gap between the Christmas dinner main course and the actual Christmas pudding being served. Our capacity to absorb nutrients through our toes has declined. Good grief, the past few years there has been booze left over at the end of the break.

I KNOW!

Still, one must make the effort and I shall be off to grab a decent wedge of Stilton, a hard cheese, a soft cheese and a SURPRISE cheese. I’m not sure what the surprise cheese should be. Maybe I’ll surprise them by getting something that isn’t actually cheese. I must think on it.

I have been further commissioned to acquire a nice cheese that Home Alone Furtle will be able to consume. I imagine a Berkswell or a tasty goat’s cheese will fit the bill…