This morning I got a ninja graze box. That’s £1.94 of deliciousness that I’d completely forgotten was due to turn up until I got the email that sat there all big and fat in my inbox and reminded me that I was due another one. And by that point it was too late to cancel the delivery! So I now have four little pots of snacks to see me through the day. It’s a hard life… Graze boxes are really tasty, and if you’re terrible like me then you can get quite a few complimentary and/or half price ones 
I did make Hairy come with me to the shop last night so that we could use two out of our six coupons to get free butter 
And if the assistant just took £1.80 off the total, rather than the £1.30 that the butter was being sold at then I’m DEFINITELY not complaining. That’s five free packs of noodles right there! Does that tell you a bit more about me than you wanted to know about me?
I was going to share a photo of my face with you, but I can’t seem to stop looking dead so here are some other pictures for you to enjoy.
This is my bag that I’m sure deserves a name. I opened it up on Christmas day and had no idea what it was for a while! My thoughts: cushion, tea cosy, hat. Then I realised it was a bag…
Incredibly cute little plastic mug that I got from a pub because it meant I got cheap refills of mulled cider It’s currently full of tea, but I’m fairly sure that some mulled cider would help my work along most magnificently…
And the innards of my graze box.
Popping corn–haven’t heard it put that way before. Used to popcorn.
Yep, that’s what I’m used to as well. I think this is popping corn because it’s not popped yet – it’s just the kernels that you cook yourself!
Think of the Christmas song ‘Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow’ – one of the lyrics is “I’ve got some corn for popping …”, hence popping corn.