Continued from Mission for Mrs M...

Once the 'hunt for a trolley without a golden nugget' and 'the snaking queue of social distancing dances' were successfully surmounted, I entered the Morrisons Fortress. Luxuries and marvels as far as the eye could see! (But I much prefer DCs given my background) I had to focus. Lists. Right then, separate into types of item and shop effectively.

BANG!!! in went the baked beans.

BOOM!!! Brocolli was sent plummeting into the trolley.

KAPLOWZA!! Gorgonzola found itself caught in the wire trap.

Within 30 minutes all the essentials were assembled like a group of avengers in a team huddle after being built from Lego by a master builder to battle the axis of evil. I paid the gatekeeper the required tolls and left with the loot. Remember I'm Batman, not Robin! I flew though the grizzled southern streets of the city (at the speed limit, adhering to all road laws) and delivered unto Mrs M and Ms V their required perishables. Mission accomplished.