I always make a point of running through the list on the doorstep to clarify items before setting off. Bread, for example, has many variables. sliced or whole? white/brown/seeded? And I've been caught out on the wrong colour listerine before - people assuming it's obvious that purple/green/blue is the superior flavour. Today I even had my very own (almost) fork handles moment, as I tried to decipher what Polish delicacy I was meant to be fetching, only to be told it was Furniture Polish. With all that clear I whipped round Morrisons and collected it up easily, delivering two bags to a grateful Mrs A. Fail to prepare, prepare to fail, as a wise person once said.