King of the Wild Frontier

Am a bit wary of becoming a ‘no spend’ bore, like those Fitbit bores compelled to tell anyone within shouting distance that they only had 5.45 hours of sleep the night before. 

Nevertheless.  

Probably wasn’t a good plan to start in the middle of DIYing, when more supplies might be needed, but didn’t realise that before. 

£15 grocery budget was, depressingly, totally under-estimated, but has given enough lessons to plan reasonable grocery budgets from November.

January would’ve been a better starter-month, rather than the run up to Christmas with sparkling markets and tempting offers in the ether. 

Bus pass is still feeling downright churlish, seeing no point in spending two hours on a bus into town, audiobook or not, if there’s no shopping allowed once there.  Not even a Thai Rice bowl at ‘ITSU’, or postcards from the museum.  Bus pass is a bad influence. 

In the meantime, improving another 1% of the Aladdin’s cave that is the pantry, realised, probably don’t actually need to shop, as can just go through the pantry, or the various clothing cupboards, to ‘faux-shop’ all the stuff that’s been tidied away and forgotten about. 

Until now, that is.

From woolly jumpers to Crock-pots (well only one Crock-pot), it’s a chance to face the music, grieve and change things up a bit. 

The Crock-pot craze.  Fell for it.  Bought one in a sale, used it once; it made the chicken weird.  Now with electricity prices rising, and given predilections for making mince with sixteen vegetables, have brought Davey, Davey Crock-pot out of the pantry and am experimenting.  Making soup from a couple of cups of lentils and what’s left in the fridge. 

Although no-spendity has been the mother of invention – even invented a few new recipes – the novelty has absolutely worn off. 

Roll on November.

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