I think my mother has OCD.

Everyone loves a bargain, right? I know I do. I find that buying lots of cheap things is an instant remedy for a multitude of bad feelings. And again, I know well that my mother's own penchance to buy lots of cheap things has always been a little extensive compared to that of other people. Consider my bathroom cupboard for example; 8 bottles of Johnson's Baby Shampoo, 11 of conditioner and 14 of shower gel is probably a bit more than any regular person. But still, I put it down to eccentricity and competitiveness mixed with a little common sense- after all, if you really need those things then why not stock up while they're on special offer?

However, I was a wee bit more alarmed today when I opened a compartment of the freezer in an attempt to find something interesting for lunch (an endeavour that failed I'm sorry to say), only to find no less than SEVENTEEN packets of Waitrose mini lemon and raisin pancakes. Six per packet, that's ONE-HUNDRED AND TWO of the sodding things. That is not a normal figure.

I'm not sure what I can do for the moment. I guess I shall just have to carefully monitor quantities inside all cupboard-like structures. If I can build up the courage.