It doesn't get cheddar than this

A grate ride to Ms B where she'd kindly left me a bag and a little note "Nicky?" :) in her porch making it nice and cheesy to go and do her shop. After picking up several Cathedral Cities, some 'Red' tinned salmon (which is apparently feta than 'pink') and other essentials, I headed back in the lovely sunshine. The only difficulty was balancing it all on my bike, it was a ques-o slowly but surely, but all gouda in the end.

Ms B seemed very pleased and waved from her porch and I wished her a brie-lliant day!