March 3Why is it that every time I have performed wonders of cooking ahead and stocking up at the store I am inevitably left with no energy to actually cook for that evening? In our case we often must resort to nachos or tuna sandwiches.
In my smug haze of good housekeeping from yesterday's baking session, not to mention my arch disdain for factory-produced foods, I fail to notice there is bugger all to eat in the house. At seven thirty I dash to the corner shop, returning with a can of baked beans, a bag of frozen fries and some beers.
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