My patience has worn thin and I have succumbed to Octocide. Or at least I thought I had. After beating the offending tentacle with the butt of a screwdriver it made an awful dying screaming and then all went quiet. Here it is dead but still smiling.
It's like something from a horror movie, sporadically it springs to life and chirps, bleats and squeaks all manor of strange tunes. I've considered removing a tentacle but there is something really eerie about the way it just continues to smile at you. It's currently silent (and long may it stay that way), still drying out from its trip around the washing machine.
Today's HS:MS:HS is 'Food', which is just what we went out to buy yesterday. With little success. M&S had more staff than customers but the shelves were still fairly bare. Hopefully Sainsburys will be well stocked for a dawn raid tomorrow morning.
Did unexpectedly manage to find these gluten free treats though.
** Kate **