I can’t believe she dragged me round Asda for over an hour AGAIN. This is 4 weekends out of the last 5 , for God’s sake. It always seems to happen under some other pretence, like, “Let’s drive all the way to Swindon to go to this really interesting retail park”. OK, sounds good. She didn’t tell me that included Europe’s biggest Asda.
I did get to muck about with Jack though. He was laughing his socks off throwing things on to the floor for me to pick up. Simple things.
