Takeout

After 7 weeks mum supported a local business, by buying  a burger, fries and strawberry  milkshake  on the way home from work.  After cooking every other meal for herself it felt so decadent  to be buying  food someone else made and mum dud enjoy it.  It was a  kiwi beef burger with bacon, egg, salad and beetroot  relish.

 In order to go into the shop to pick up food  or any other items you have to leave your contact  details.  Why the burger shop needed to know mums age is a mystery.  Surely  name, phone  number and email is enough? 

It did feel weird for mum to be in a shop too, as the only place she has been in 7 weeks is the supermarket.  The library opened  yesterday but mum only popped in quickly  to drop off her read books, she still has a big pile to read.