rimturse

We went shopping in Herning (20-30 mins drive away). Bought Christmas presents, shelves for C's shop and shopped for Christmas Eve Dinner and the rest of the week. Even had time to potter around Herning Centeret to see the new extension and shops.

Left home at 13:20. By 17:00 we were home again with 6 bags of shopping packed away, and all 5 Christmas presents wrapped by yours truly.

For E, who looked after me when I was little, I bought various goodies and pretty red wicker basket, lined with red and white chequered cloth, to put them in:

May: *struggles to put everything in basket*
C: *eyes all the goodies* Let me try.
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C: It's not possible, the only way you'll fit everything in there is if you leave out the chocolate. WE can eat it!
May: *Empties basket and puts in chocolate as the first item*
C: *loooong face*
May: *tries to fit everything in, but finds no space for a jar of pickled peppers*
C: Oh! We can keep that one!
May: We're not keeping anything.
C: You're so stubborn. It won't fit!
May: Voila!
C: Is everything in there?
May: Yup.
C: What about the little jar?
May: It's there, under the burnt figs. See, it pays to be...I won't call it stubborn, but...determined.
C: Well, I was quite determined to keep some of the stuff.