Hastily snapped this, as we went into the shop. But to be clear, the mystery shopper wanted the same number of fillets as en croute. Perhaps they were having coeliacs around?
An engineer’s or a computer programmer’s brain behind this list, I fancy. Or perhaps ex-military. Eggs, large*. Vanish, small. Tea, milk two sugars. I’m assuming the tin (large; cut) is bread. Purée, accent (approval).
I’m hesitant to forgive the ‘water’ though. Come on. This is England, and plastic is overrated. Won’t somebody please think of the oceans.
*But a strange inconsistency—I would have expected ‘Eggs, large, 6’.
