I will hug it and I will squeeze it and I will call it ‘George’.
When you live on the top floor of a block of flats, dragging up 10 litres of fluids, half a kilo of washing powder and half a dozen glass bottles of sauces is something akin to climbing Mt Everest. When you get to buzz someone else in to carry it up for you it’s gold.
Converted. I may still buy my fruit and veg at the markets but it’s online shopping from now on in London for everything else!!!