On sausage packaging

Yesterday we went to a BBQ for Girls Rally at Shoreland Park. This happened to be one of those days when I was extremely organised, and had a caserole in the oven early, so that I could do a bit of study before tea. Sophie reminded me about the BBQ, and of course there wasn't anything suitable in the house to take, so we went to the supermarket on the way. (I am now VERY ORGANISED INDEED for tonight's tea!)

I would like to say thank you very much to Island Bay New World. My usual supermarket is pak'n'save, and in the last few years they have stopped selling sausages in trays of 12. When you have a family of six, 12 is a most convenient number for sausages, and 11 is just no good at all. For some strange reason, pak'n'save started packaging in groups of 11 or 7. I can't think of any moderate group size where 11 or 7, being prime, are of much use, once you get past the toddler stage of only wanting (or getting!) one sausage. (I would quite understand groups of 8 or 10.)

I care about numbers, so this sort of thing bothers me.

Anyway, as I was walking along the meat isle I said a little prayer to the sausage-packing-fairy: "please could there be a tray of 12" - and there was! Lots. Lemonade, bananas, bread, and the salad and sauce from home, and we were away.

ps, I counted 57 seagulls lined up to take bread that was being thrown to entertain a one year old child. Mostly in neat ranks of 4 or 5, and only the front ones josstled each other. Perhaps you have to rise quite a way up the seagull 'pecking order' before you even have a chance to fight for thrown bread!