It’s a bit sad (as in pathetic) how much I’m enjoying the supermarket. Today’s highlight: chatting to the Changeling’s mother (aka my neighbour). After hazily recognising each other from the almost-reversing-over-her-toddler-in-the-driveway incident last week, we struck up a conversation in the fruit and veg department. She seems very nice. Her name is Georgie (must remember: Georgie, Georgie, Georgie). […]