I love shopping don’t you? For food I mean. Can’t see much point in any other kind. White goods, boring! zzzz…. clothes, far too terrifying and upsetting. What else? Shoes. Ah yes shoes. Nah. Never been a Carrie Bradshaw. Not with these feet. That leaves food glorious lovely fabulous wonderful food.
Which I like buying at my local supermarket chain and from where I use the self-service checkouts because they are such fun, don’t you think? You never know if it’s going to work. If you’ll get out there without having to stop and remove an unexpected item from the bagging area. It’s just you versus the machine and no pesky chattery chat chat from the checkout operator.
Earlier today I went on the Jeremy Vine Radio 2 show at lunchtime to sing the praises of the self-service checkout till. To my utter astonishment, some people don’t like using them! Why ever not? It’s the ultimate in independence is it not? Just you and the machine know what you’re buying. No funny looks as you load up the conveyor belt with just wine and Paracetomol. I love serving myself. It’s a hoot looking for barcodes, looking up loose vegetables and fruit, wondering if you’ll find them or not. A small frisson in the weekly shop that for me is most welcome.
I suppose being a fond food shopper and having a weight problem goes hand in hand. I had bit of a blitz last week. Stayed in a fabulous place that offered free cream teas – the horror the horror! Not a Paleo bite in sight. So I thought, oh what the hell, dive in and pay for it later. And oh how I have missed cake! And it’s missed me right back. I can tell.
So we’re back on the old binge/starve yoyo; the merry go round that only goes in one direction. The eat eat eat brain messages you can only fight off for so long. We’ll see. I’m back on Paleo now but I’m still missing cake.
If you want to listen to me on the Jeremy Vine show, with the lovely Paddy O’Connell sitting in today, the items starts 31 minutes in; I come in start at 33 minutes. It’s a lot of fun. Well, for a Tuesday lunchtime it was.
Have a good week and we’ll do it all again tomorrow. Or Thursday.