Ms A opened the house door slowly with a warm smile with a shopping list in her hand. I read them aloud and asked what were must items. The charming little octogenarian lady answered instantly, ''a bag of Heros chocolate, please! '' with a naughty glee. I sped my way. I got all of items except a swede and hot cross bans. The jokey Irish lady looked genuinely excited about the look of her kitchen top once it was filled by her favorite food before the weekend starts.