On Monday I fancied pasta for dinner (that is, special me-friendly gluten-free pasta), so I decided to buy the necessary stuff when I went to Sainsburys on my way home from work. I went to Sainsburys, bought everything else on my list, got home, and realised I had to resort to emergency food because I didn't have the wherewithal to cook pasta.

Today I fancied pasta for dinner, and was determined that I would definitely not make the same mistake again. And I didn't. Instead, I managed to forget to go to Sainsburys at all, so once again I got home and realised I wasn't going to have pasta this evening.

Also when I got home I discovered a letter from my bank helpfully informing me that they have helpfully been neglecting to deduct income tax from my savings interest this year, for no reason I can readily determine since they've been consistently deducting it from my other accounts for years. This will cost me some fiddly letters to the taxman, I expect. I insulted the bank at the top of my voice after reading the letter, but really I think I would have to admit that the frustration was at least as much pasta- as tax-related. Today my bank are not the only utterly gormless entity out of them and me.