The supermarket. Shopping takes on a different flavour when you are potentially redundant, and brought with it the stark realisation that I was on the cusp of a serious demographic bracket regression situation. Shopping today was different. I no longer breakfast at work, so bread, baked beans (see where I’m going there?) and Nordwaldtaler fine wholegrain oats were all enlisted for the task of the ‘home breakfast’. I’m not quite sure what to do with the oats, but I was attracted to their unfussy and manly breakfasting connotations. That and the fact they were 35p. Recipes to come.
