You can't beet a sunny stroll to the shops

Ms H provided me with a neatly typed list which all looked pretty straightforward until I got to the supermarket:

Beetroot - pickled or cooked?

A quick phone call set me right.

Having found all of the items on the list, I spent longer queuing to get out of the supermarket than I did to get in.

The sun came out on my way back to Ms H's, so not only did I gain a warm fuzzy feeling from helping her out, but also some extra face freckles. Win!