This morning I decided to re-organise the kitchen cupboards which, of course, means emptying them and cleaning them. Again. Last time I started with the base cupboards at one end of the kitchen and Himself saw to the high cupboards at the other end of the kitchen. "Check dates on everything food." "Sure," he said. So far this morning I have binned fondant icing sugar (use by 2014), an unopened packet of cafeteria coffee (2017), Bird's Custard Powder (date unreadable) and multiple packets of Oxo cubes. I didn't bother looking for the dates, the state of the dusty box spoke to me. I've got another shelf to sort. There's going to be a hue & cry here when I fill the cupboard with different things. He will complain he can't find anything. I can take it