I can accept that
I've eaten the several bags of whole wheat museli I brought to Lazio in August and am reduced to cornflakes every morning
I have to ration my knitting wool, though I have ordered more to be delivered to my brother's in Yorkshire where we will stay for a couple of days en route to Scotland
Supplies of my favourite toiletries are running low, already out of face wash and not much hand cream left
I'm devastated that we are practically out of Yorkshire Tea. I just made a brew and I can see the bottom of the canister. This is a disaster, every morning the first thing we do is make a large pot of tea, Mr FF takes his out onto the terrace to listen to the Today programme on radio 4 and I enjoy mine in bed whilst reading.
So we plan to start the long drive home in about ten days, Mr FF has ordered the snow chains that are obligatory when driving through the Alps in winter. For want of a tea bag the dream is over for another year.