My sisters and I don’t share food.  With anyone.  We suspect based on Mums ability to inhale cake and then snaffle our portions when we take her out for coffee. it may be something to do with our upbringing.  But whatever the reason, we just don’t share.

As I lived on my own for such a long time before moving to Beachville with Himself, it was never really an issue.  I didn’t need to hide treats – there was nobody else to eat them in Pog Towers (Norman Cat was partial to shredding mushrooms, but that wasn’t a major concern in the food stakes).

When I moved in with Mr R I had to establish some very clear ground rules that some food things were mine  alone and not to be touched if he wanted to continue the relationship. Stepson 1 and 2 were young then, so didn’t raid cupboards.  When they got a little older I made things very clear:  I would always, always make sure that there were snacks and treats for them, and I would never touch them.  But in return they were absolutely not allowed to touch mine.  Even if they were identical bars of chocolate, or more recently, tubs of fancy honey roast cashew nuts…

And they got it. And all has been good in the world of food allocation at Our Towers.

But now I am nervous.  It’s Christmas and the second locust (Stepson 2) lands today.  And what if he comes home from the pub and drunkenly forgets?  What if he eats my snacks?!

Yesterday I went to Marks and Spencer for a packet of Christmas biscuits (chocolate coated christmassy loveliness in a fancy pants tin).  I ate many, many tins last year.  I guess not enough though as this year they are nowhere to me seen.  So instead I settled on a ‘Mini Bites Selection’.  And then I panicked as it would be very easy for someone to assume they are for sharing.  And they might eat all the good ones.

So I’ve hidden them.

In the corner of the study 😀

Under the foot stool thingy:

And edited the label for 100% clarity:

I mean, these particular locusts can’t usually find a bag of carrots the kitchen cupboard when asked, but you can’t be too careful, can you?!

PS:  Obviously I have stocked up on everyones favourites. Nobody is going without while I stuff my face with sugar. They are just going without my treats 😉