Yet another shopping item first for me today, as Ms J asked me to buy her a (big) bottle of Cream Soda...if this had been a movie, I'd have been teleported back to 1950s America at this point, to find myself sitting in a soda fountain listening to The King on the jukebox...Sadly no back to the future moment for me, just the short walk to the world's politest supermarket to hopefully find Ms J's beverage of choice, along with the few other items on her post it note.

Of course Waitrose didn't let me down - and can honestly say it's the first time I've also bought anything "Made with Madagascan Vanilla"...when I got back, Ms J asked me to loosen the top off. One re-assuring "pfffft" later as the bubbles escaped this somewhat shaken bottle, I handed Ms J her shopping bag and wished her a good weekend. Her Elvis like "Thank you, thank you very much" made me smile all the way down the stairs.