what have you forgotten?

On paper it was a simple mission.  I set off for the supermarket this morning in need of one particular grocery item.  “Shall I write it down for you?” asked Marianne. “No!” I cried; I will remember that.

I’d no sooner sanitised my hands, donned the mask, cleaned the basket and entered the store when I spotted some multipack Kettle fried crisps on special.  Then there was the Copella Cloudy apple juice on discount for club card holders (and no I’m not getting paid for subtle product placement here).  The bargains kept coming thick and fast.  Chocolate chip hobnobs at half price.  Two-for-one on golden crunch creams.  A Mexican style salad kit reduced!  I had to avoid the dessert aisle altogether as I didn’t have any blinkers to hand. 
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I eventually prevailed over the self-service checkout that kept insisting I remove a phantom item from the packing area and was halfway home when I suddenly remembered that I’d forgotten the one thing I went for.  My heart sank at the thought of turning back to run the gauntlet once again.

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