A quiet day in the GF's household. He did spend some time at Tesco trying to:

• Avoid foul-mannered children using the aisles as running tracks, but failing to slip on the wet surface and thus provide light relief to the multitude.
• Avoid people who had over-dosed on stupid pills during the festivities and were leaving their trolleys perpendicular to the displays
• Avoid the people who, fed up with fighting at home, had come to have a row in public
• Avoid the usual corpses who were shuffling round, blinking in the bright lights, unsure why they were there at all.
• Pick up a few groceries

[File under: Diary]