The difference between Waitrose and Tesco

Waitrose has Costa Coffee. Enormous, two-handled cups of rich, creamy latte and deliciously indulgent orange cake with white chocolate. An expensive treat, but quite irresistible.

Tesco has six breakfast items for £1.49, often a little on the limp and greasy side, and nearly always cold by the time you slide your tray along to the till.

Tesco's 'ripe and ready to eat' avocados come in packs of two. Generally, one has the consistency of soap, while the other is full of deep and disturbing black bruises.

Waitrose sells 'perfectly ripe' white peaches that are exactly that. Intensely sweet, wickedly juicy and with that lovely, slightly scented flavour. I know I should worry about food miles, but sometimes it's just so hard to be good.

Clearly I'm becoming a food snob.

On the other hand, Tesco does have 28" widescreen TVs with Nicam stereo and NTSC playback for under £200 - and decent bikinis for a fiver. Maybe my allegiance is safe for the time being, after all.

Sometimes it Snows in April...

...and sometimes you need the central heating in July. It's restless out there, all grey skies and wind-battered trees, and it's not doing a great deal for my mood. I'm sitting at the computer supposedly getting on with some writing, but this seems a far easier way to pass the time.

This Blog format feels rather different from Live Journal. Less of a popularity contest and more of a genuine journal space, perhaps? That's certainly how I intend to use it. I'm also yearning for something a little less anonymous - more London based and rooted in real life, rather than a by-product of my writing which always seems to lead to friendships with people who live thousands of miles away.

With this in mind I'm off to link myself to London Bloggers. We'll see what happens after that...