I like to buy a lot of shite drunk. It's like Christmas when the delivery calls me up. Usually, I have have a sudden recollection of what I've bought and go 'ah ok, yeah". Tonight the bloke rings me up and says you've got 3 packages.
A new dish rack for the sink.
A fruit bowl with a special arm to hang bananas off.
3 magnetic boards with a week/month/habit tracker thing.
6 mint shower gels. (In with the dish rack)
Genuinely had no idea this time. I don't really know what to think.