Vaccines, bin liners and zombies

 This afternoon, I went to the local NHS to have my Hepatitis A vaccination, possibly saving me from painful death in China, so I guess that's a plus. Although there isn't much time for deep thought while someone jabs a needle into your arm, I did go to Morrison's afterwards to get bread, bin liners and chocolate Weetabix. Having never bought bin liners before, there was an excess of time for me to do my deep thinking, which I have been informed is closer to a zombie impression, while I traipsed down every bloody aisle. While, during that time, I didn't have a Eureka moment, I can now go "nuuuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrgggggghhhhhh" really convincingly.