Just sat down to eat credit crunch* lunch of beans on toast.
Only spread in the work fridge is Flora. It's horrible. Like eating plastic spread across (previously) nice sourdough bread. It evens shines like the bread's got aa layer of yellow cling film over it.
Has made me realise there are two kinds of people in this world...
a) those that like butter.
b) those that will be imprisoned when the revolution comes.
*(for credit crunch - read, bought a Yeti - can't afford to eat)
Only spread in the work fridge is Flora. It's horrible. Like eating plastic spread across (previously) nice sourdough bread. It evens shines like the bread's got aa layer of yellow cling film over it.
Has made me realise there are two kinds of people in this world...
a) those that like butter.
b) those that will be imprisoned when the revolution comes.
*(for credit crunch - read, bought a Yeti - can't afford to eat)