Saturday 1 October 2011

The market

You'd think if there was only one of me to get sorted out and I didn't have to be at the market to meet a friend until 10.30 I could get myself there. Well wouldn't you. But life conspires against me :-)

First Sweety has to be walked because it will be too hot later. So get up in plenty of time, feed dog and off down the field. Remembered to take the carrier bag so that we spent quite a long time digging about in the long grass under the walnut tree on the corner, and gathered a good haul. Sweety enjoys the digging about and if she finds one she crunches it up but doesn't seem to be able to find them. (All plans of being a truffle hound don't look promising.)

Back home, check emails and texts to see if there is anything new from the walkers. Answer their questions. Discover I could have killed the dog by walking immediately after feeding (gastric dilatation and volvulus who knew). And suddenly it's 10 o'clock.

This is the first morning ever that I am shopping at the market just for what I want to eat. Slightly complicated by the main stall that I like not being there. And what did I come home with: milk, eggs, mountain of grapes, a melon, avocado, courgette, shallots and aubergine. I am really being surprised about how little interest I am taking in food of any sort. I knew it would be lovely not to produce a 'proper' meal twice a day and make sure the stuff for breakfast is there but I didn't realise quite how much I wasn't interested. I wonder how long it will last.

3 comments:

  1. I find it lasts all the time I am on my own.

    The sheer bliss of surviving on tomato sandwiches and poached eggs on spinach cannot be described.

    Yet I enjoy cooking...just not cooking for me.

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  2. Oh good Fly a lot longer of eggs and vegetable couscous, lovely. I wish there was an I agree button! I love cooking but it must be for other people - who knew.

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  3. Rosie, thanks for the info re comments...it sorted my problem out too, and thank you Fly, had you not told me I'd never have known the blog wasn't working properly.

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