The things that make me excited now are not the things that made me excited before.
Not only did I get a delivery slot this morning, for the supermarket I used to use regularly, but this afternoon an enormous box was delivered to my house. Inside was the DADDY of all the bags of flour.
Just to give you an idea of scale I put my guitar next to the bag (don't ask why my guitar was out - I haven't played it since I was 12!, but as you know - strange times and all that).
And that's it for this post. Now I'm going to decant the flour into a million smaller bags and hide them around the house - as I've nowhere to store them!