Democracy

3 double duvet covers, 12 pillow cases, 15 (yes!) towels – no wonder the White Company is so succesful – 12 loo rolls, half my hair shampoo and conditioner, one missing mascara, 2 legs of lamb, 2 kg of potatoes, fresh noodles, 4 red peppers, a bunch of spring onions, Nurofen, 3 babygrows (long time since I’ve washed one of them), a case of Becks, 5 bottles of wine, 3 litres of fruit juice, milk unlimited, 12 Marks and Spencer’s Oakham chicken fillets (Simply food, not the lingerie dept), Calpol, huge French apple tart (thank you Sunday Times for your amazing pastry recipe) home made vanilla icecream (clever me), a new Jigsaw camisole, Tampax, two trips to Costa, three bunches of dark red tulips, half of Wales’ supply of soft goat’s cheese and a mammouth visit to the farm shop for fruit and veg – and of course a pair of Marigolds!   That’s the price of democracy in our house last weekend.

Thank goodness there are no politicians in my family or what was in fact a fun weekend would have turned into a scheming, back biting,  manipulative and totally undecomcratic affair.  A bit like Westminster in fact.

And to think we voted for any of them.

marigold x