This is just a quickie really because i am going to get ready to go out for my anniversary. Irene was ironing so she ordered me and Tim to go and do the weekly shop at Morrison's because unlike the rest of the UK we haven't got a Tescos near us. We have an ASDA but I think their meat is well below par. Anyway that is another story. Morrison's was mobbed as my cousin from Aberdeen would say but we got a number three on the grid in the car park so I was well pleased. We started to throw random objects into our trolley. We reached the vegeatable section and i picked up a pack of spring greens and threw them on the floor. "Why have you done that?" Tim asked. "Becasue if they are spring greens they should bounce back up and they haven't." "That's why the runner beans are in plastic bags" says Tim. I pick up another pack and go to throw it down the aisle. What are they and what are you doing?" asked Tim. I showed him the lable. Dwarf beans. "Dwarf throwning is illegal" Oh how we laughed - so much in fact that my bowels tried to escape again from my Tomass rupture. Roll on Monday when I see my surgeon.
