Consideration

Recently, my decent leather shoes died on me. Not because they fell apart as such, but because the sole of the left shoe wore through, where I constantly press the clutch in my car to change gear. In fairness, it's taken three years.

Now I wear trainers in the car and swap when I arrive at my destination. Like a woman wearing heels.

So where's this going? Nowhere exciting, but my shoes were in the boot of the car. Upon opening said boot, I saw a long, long tube of Jaffa Cakes that my mum gave me at Christmas. What a bonus. I slipped one of the boxes out of the longer box and shoved into my bag.

Being the generous soul I am, I bought coffee for Simon and myself and proceeded to dish out a box to other people in my department ... before realising that I was only left with two for myself.

Fail.