I guess it's a good sign that we spent more time having a chat across the kitchen table this morning than discussing the finer details of Mrs S's list - although she was keen to ensure I got a cheaper variant of Radicchio than last week, that cinnamon was good for me, and that the 2 baking potatoes must be of similar size. With routine comes familiarity, especially when she (again) described the porridge oats as the one with the Scotsman on the box...