DH has just gone out. I asked him to stop on the way home at any of the numerous mini-supermarket branches that have sprung up around here and bring back some beef mince. Among the stupid questions he asked were 'Where will I find it Liiinoo?', because I have memorised the shelf layout of every mini-mart in a 6 mile radius of course. Also 'beef mince - what does that look like?' I told him it will be the packet that has 'beef mince' written on the label. Now I am dreading him coming back with a tin of Fray Bentos. but it is to make a shepherds pie for his elderly aunty and she might like tinned mince so that could be OK
He used to be quite practical but as he has got older he has got dumber and dumber about 'normal' stuff. I can't help but have a sneaking suspicion that he is playing dumb so I will sigh with exasperation and go and buy it myself. But that won't happen, I am far too busy playing on my IPad and looking forward to Strictly.
I have just realised we need some mozzarella for tonight's pizza. I will text him and see how he gets on with that one.