Yet another sunny day, yet another run, yet another food shop for my favourite octogenarian Mr. C. On the list this time: the usual (tinned soup, rice pudding, carrot cake...) and pork chops. I had to google a picture first because - coming from a vegetarian/muslim household - I have no clue how those things look like. Oh the variety of the meat fridge! Found the right thing, dropped the chop shop and whistled choop choop on the way home.