Saturday 21st December 2024

Cheese.

There's room in the fridge that only cheese can fill.

I could have got a cheeseboard from Sainsbury's, but there is No Name Shop.

But to avoid people, we would have to go early.

Jools went swimming, I however, carried on sleeping, not waking up until half seven.

I make coffee, then wait for Jools to return, and once she did, and drunk her coffee, we could go out.

Deal was already busy, but there was spaces in the main carpark, the roads around Sainsbury's (a smaller branch) were already jammed.

A quick walk along Middle Street, then cutting down an alley to High Street to the shop.

We get some fresh bread, but the selection of cheese is now limited, mainly thanks to Brexit, so all available were all pre-packed, rather than the individual small batch artisan stuff they used to sell.

We buy four, and I'm sure they will be great, but also lament the loss of choice for us at home another victim on the altar of Brexit.

We also call in at The Black Pig for some sausages; some venison and spicy pork ones, and back to the car as rain began to fall.

And that was the exciting part of the day done.

We have breakfast, then a bacon butty and sausage sarnie near to midday, both glorious.

We pop round to see Jen, as its been a while since we saw her, all is good there and final arrangements made for Christmas Day.

Back home for the football, the second half of the live Championship game, then sat with Scully to listen to the radio and watch Final Score and the videprinter.

Norwich took the lead at Sunderland, and were still in front at half time. But The Mackems levelled straight after half time, City then had a player sent off, thus allowing Sunderland to net a winner.

Sigh.

Ipswich, however, managed to leak four goals against Newcastle.

Supper was an Iberian cured meats board and the fresh bread bought, all listening to Craig on the wireless and watching Arsenal thrash Palace.