When kids move out, is there a moment when it hits you and you think wow, I'm eating cheese n onion/tomato/bacon etc., crisps"?
I stood against the kitchen unit today, having a wonderful 5mins to myself, thinking of nothing in general. Being a tad hungry, but not want to spoil my appetite for Mrs Buttcheeks finest micro curry, I decided upon crisps. So over to the box I ventured. Bag upon bag of bloody plain and salt n' vinegar. Was there any other flavours? Not a chance. I then realised, that for all the crisps we buy, I would be hard pushed to remember any time I had eaten a packet of any other flavour. Surely I'm not being selfish in wanting a shot at a different flavour from time to time?
:'(