This Side of the Pond

“I’m not doing the groceries today,” said my husband last week, a look of pride upon his face. I didn’t think a great deal of this comment; after all, it was cold out and the roads were slippy and I was fairly sure we still had at least one bag of green beans at the back of the freezer.

I told him it wasn’t a problem and went back to what I was doing, setting myself a mental reminder that we’d need to replace the bag of beans. We do a lot of our shopping locally, you see, but every so often we make the journey across the border to stock up on bits and pieces we can’t get in town.

The husband,...