Mr M presented his list in the form of show and tell - the bag of potatoes and the salad tomatoes were clear enough, as was the tin of vegetable soup, but I needed clarification on the 2 kilos of flour that he was seemingly requesting...it transpired after a bit of miming that what he actually wanted was two cauliflowers...

A later than usual shop for Mr R, but he was well prepared as ever, albeit his front door was playing up as it seemed the prolonged dry spell has affected it in some way. Fortunately the shopping itself didn't require any application of extra force, and apart from some absent shallots, the basket was soon filled and I was back at his door ready to give it an extra push once he'd unlocked it...