Had to put my foot down with DH on Friday. He was making a shopping list of everything we 'needed'. It was all things he claimed he couldn't possibly do without e.g. his fav biscuits & snacks and the bread he prefers. I had to adopt my voice I hadn't used since the kids were teens & tell him he was taking unecessary risks and not just for himself risking death for me too & I certainly didn't want to lose him. He admitted it was in fact just habit. We have bread, it's not his favourite so suck it up, his treats are getting low, so stop guzzling & limit yourself, when they're gone, they're gone not the end of the world. I shocked him into not going out. He's such a fussy eater, his mum was exactly the same & indulged him, yet his sister is the opposite. He refuses to eat mash or rice, he dislikes pasta, he wants scrambled eggs, he has a lot of steak (but it has to have an egg on top) eggs are few and far between here. He refuses to eat soup,tinned vegs & will pick microscopic bits of carrot or swede etc out of stews. So, all our frozen peas are reserved for him, ditto what few spuds we have & frozen chips, I was forbidden from making flapjack as he's now taken to porridge for brekky & having his weetbix for supper. Reckons he's suffering because he can't have his wedge of rich fruit cake with cheese to accompany his red wine!!!!! He's normally such an even tempered chap but he can't see how lucky we are & is getting very snappy. (haven't shown him where I've hidden that ultra emergency bag of sugar!) No supermarket delivery slots available here, one isn't even permitting you to register. Thank God for the spring & the garden, we're both readers and he is currently doing a bit of essential DIY, the spirit is often willing but no one told our backs or hip (me). Now that spring is here I must admit to missing that occasional wander round the garden centres that are near us. And I think DH is missing his chance to clear out the garage & do a tip run. Made a point of shouting a distant thank you to our binmen this week as they emptied our garden waste bin (compost bin can't deal with everything). Apologies for having a moan here but I'd normally exchange a 'look' & grin with my daughter & that would be that.