Bread, my Nemesis
LOVE IT OR LOATHE IT Bread and I have a love-hate relationship. I love it and it hates me. Yes, you heard right. It hates me, it makes me bloated and lethargic and chesty. But I can't resist freshly baked bread or any good baguette or ciabatta. Slathered with butter and jam, it's heaven in a slice. I know I shouldn't eat it but that how strong this love is. But now buying bread while on this Covid19 lockdown😕?! It's right up there with fighting in a war and swimming with sharks- no cages. I mean how do we stop the virus if it's on the bread? The shops, that frightened voice in my head says, are filled with potentially infected people- you just don't know. As I push my disinfectant-smelling trolley to the bakery section to buy a loaf or 2 of bread, I find myself eyeing everyone with suspicion. I reach out to grab a loaf of bread when I meet the eye of one of the bakers behind the counter. My mind drifts back a few mont...