Tried not to look at all the badly dressed trogs as they filled their trollies with beer and BBQ supplies and I tried to avoid looking at all the aisles full of items for the Royal wedding and the street party epidemic.
I don't like parties and I only went to my own wedding because Mrs B said I had to - although that one turned out OK.
I don't think it is possible to turn on the television without some programme about this wedding or previous ones, the news covers it, the weather talks about it, the sport...well perhaps not the sport. I will not be watching the wedding on Friday, I will not be having a party, I will be hiding in my bedroom watching Lord of The Rings or Star Trek all day.
Later this year I have to face the hurdle of a milestone birthday, and of course people expect you to have a party and at the moment I am planning that party - it will be in a hotel in the middle of nowhere and there will be two people invited!
Miserable old bastard - yes and to prove it here is the tee shirt I wear...
I suppose if push comes to shove and I do have to have a party, it will be a fancy dress party and the only stipulation is that you must come as a character from a movie - I will be going as Harvey, a 6ft invisible rabbit.
Time to go and put the kettle on, Mrs B needs a cup of tea and a Rich Tea biscuit - no Easter eggs in our house, no hot cross buns either - we don't buy into that sort of commercialisation and the Guru hopes you all avoided the temptation too!
Have a great evening my little bunnies - and don't get sun burn!