Ex 37

The fridge and cupboard were emptier than they'd ever been and I realised that at some point I'd started avoiding the supermarket. So, to take the chore out of grocery shopping, I decided to only buy rhyming food.

Soya Cheese
Wasabi Peas

Grapefruit juice
Strawberry mousse

Brown Rice
Coconut Ice

Apricot Jam
Sliced Ham

Ice Cream
Fresh Bream

T-bone steak
Carrot cake

Salad Greens
Tinned Sardines

It posed more limitations that I expected, so I've ended up with a kitchen full of food I'll never eat. I'm not fond of coconut ice, for example and I'm vegetarian so most of it was almost a complete mistake. The cat's in heaven, though. Sardines. Fresh fish! STEAK!! She'll never eat cat food again.

As it is, I still can't come up with anything that rhymes with chocolate, so I'm abandoning the whole idea immediately.

Exersoize 36

I've driven my car about 3 times since moving to Briz. It mostly sits in the back lane. In the sun, catching bird poo under a small tree.
My parents are worried something horrible will happen to it due to disuse. Misshapen tyres, flat battery, seized up engine, that kind of thing. I'm probably naive in things mechanical, but i thought modern cars were above that kind of thing.
Nevertheless, I've managed to find reasons to take it out for a spin every now and then - got it up to 90 kmh briefly on a bit of freeway. It starts perfectly every time and runs as if it's been driven every day. So it seems i'm getting away with the neglect.

Wonder if i should take the blog for a spin around the block before it seizes up too.