Also in Short Supply

I considered going shopping today, given my attempt on Thursday bombed when my card was declined - the bank said there 'might' be an issue with my card a couple of weeks ago, so they'd send me a new one, but I could keep using the old one, so I did, until Thursday (I've now switched to the new one and confirmed it works). But having seen a pic in the Guardian of a supermarket that looked like it had been hit by a swarm of Kafka-sized locusts, decided discretion was the better part of valour. It's difficult enough using the wheelchair shopping trolley in normal crowds, given they steer like you're reversing a juggernaught, but trying to do that in a panic-buying crowd - no thanks!

I then spoke to my sister late afternoon, who mentioned she'd just bought a new digital thermometer and asked if I'd found one on Thursday, to which the answer was fairly obviously no. "Do you want me to get you one?" she asked. So I said yes, assuming she'd get one from the same place the next time she was shopping, probably Monday evening.

I got a slightly irritated call several hours later to announce she'd found one, in the third supermarket, and only because it was mis-shelved with the baby feeding supplies.

Whoops. Also wow!