Managed to lose DH in Tesco the other day.
Truth be told I sent him on a mission to buy himself some new socks as he's a bit of a nuisance in supermarkets and keeps trying to add things he would like to eat to the trolley
but I'm straying from the point.
Could I find him again? Suddenly there was a plethora of grey haired men, with neatly trimmed grey beards, medium height, medium build, wearing kharki shorts and short-sleeved blue shirts. They were down nearly every aisle (several in the alcohol section), one at the cake counter and another at the deli counter and two at checkouts. I could have taken any one of them home and not noticed the difference for days.
Luckily (?) DH suddenly appeared behind me just as I thought I was suffering from some kind of Doppelgänger Syndrome and announced he'd been 'looking for me everywhere' 
Another attempt by Trump to end the war with Iran
So Harry and family are coming back!


Anya, Wish mine would melt into the crowd like that.
