Hi there
I was standing in line at the supermarket. A friend stood behind me.
"CAGED EGGS!" She looked down, horrified, into my trolley.
I shuffled my feet, embarrassed. "Well, er, I was in a hurry, I just grabbed the nearest carton..."
"Really?" My friend tsk-tsked.
No, not really. I'd gone for cheap eggs.
My friend said that I should definitely be buying free-range eggs. "To produce good eggs, the hens need room to flap. They need to socialise. Exercise."
I nodded. "Mm, Mm, yes. - pilates in the evening? Squats after breakfast? Book discussion groups every second Wednesday, perhaps? Oh, how about a spot of ballroom dancing?"
Then, I was accused of belittling hens. And eggs. The people behind me in the queue were solid in line behind my friend. Oh dear, I guess I'll have to change my egg-buying ways. Or make sure I'm alone at check-out.
Saturday, December 10, 2016
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