Last night I was picking up a few necessities in Tesco when I ran into the woman from this blog post. Remember her?
Well, we looked each other up and down very quickly, and of course had a judgemental look over each other's baskets to see what the other one was buying. I had milk and juice and toothpaste and eggs in mine: normal stuff. My arch nemesis, on the other hand, was clutching an enormous box of Thornton's chocolates, which she pressed more tightly to her as I passed.
From the way she looked at me, she knew that I knew that she was planning to scoff the entire box herself.
And so I win round two.