My local supermarket stocks an eclectic range of goods. Some might even say eccentric. Yesterday I discovered that whoever selects the stock has bought up big on Dutch and Belgian biscuits. The shelves are stacked with European delights, including one brand of 'cinnamon biscuits enrobed with chocolate'. Who could resist? Not me.

And they're in the refrigerator so the moths haven't got to them yet. Of course, it'll only be a matter of time before the little beggars work out how to open the fridge door ...