Staging a raid on Tesco

So the big Tesco past the ring road drew us with its siren song, and that, along with the fact our cupboards were bare, led us on an expedition there yesterday. Upon its nightmare shelves, after battling through the hordes of unsupervised children, we found a thing of glory: a cache of Swedish pear cider. Sadly there were only 12 bottles left, so we bought them all.

Now, each time I walk past the cupboard that hides our pear cider stash I feel happy inside.