As I waited for Mr H's homecoming ( overnighter) I thought I'd pop out to get a cabbage...
Hours later I returned with...

A small silver coloured lacey effect basket with yellow and pink enamel flowers a-top it. For mum. Will fill it with fruity jellies on account of nuts giving her a bad time.

A tall cream coloured jug decorated with hanging hazelnuts (?) and with an elegant neck. Perfect for water or silk flowers. Can one have too many jugs. Me thinks not. Jugs are practical, jugs are beautiful sentiments of which William Morris would approve.

A heavyweight, green, spiky eared big eyed cat. Small but impressive. A cat you don't mess with. This cat who I've christened Tremedous is not the kind of puss I usually fall for but there's something lonely and sad about him so that's why I've taken him in. Even growlers need petting.

A cow.

Then into the Co-Op...
Where, would you believe they had sparse shelves? Hopeless. But at least I got a cabbage:)
And bacon.
And almonds.
And unadulterated deep red glace cherries soaked in Morello cherry juice.
That was some expensive cabbage:(

Now I must fly into the fire:)