I have fish and chips for dinner, since we bought some gourmet potatoes today. Those words really don’t go together, I admit. But we are Potato Snobs. I scorn you, Desiree! Begone, Nicola! We got some King Edwards and some Otway Reds but decided to leave the kipflers. Mmm, homemade chips.
I have New Zealand Cadbury chocolate, brought over by our recent houseguests. It is definitely nicer than the Cadburys here. Sorry, Tasmania! All your good milk must go into the cheese and there is none left for the chocolate. Actually, I used to prefer Nestle chocolate (the only person known to man to do so) but they changed their recipe and forced me to begin looking for other chocolate, with the proviso that it does not cost a frabjillion dollars (I’m looking at you, Lindt). I know, my life is so hard.
What else do I have? A new Crumpler camera bag, which does not look like a camera bag; red-and-white striped Pippi Longstocking socks (I’m wearing them now); a cat, eyeing me off because he wants to sit on my lap where the laptop currently is; and one of the innumerable CSI variants on TV. It’s all good, apart from the CSI thing. Another thing I have is the remote. I will be employing this momentarily.
