Timewarp: Paying by cheque

This evening we decided that nobody wanted to cook anything - it didn't help that the grill died a sudden death - and so we plumped for a phone-order curry. Usually we'd have enough cash lying about to cover the bill, but this evening we were left scrabbling around for loose change.

No good.

So, what to do? I was reticent to use my credit card over the telephone, and so we decided that the only option was to dig out the chequebook. I don't think Caroline had written a cheque since sometime in 2002, and even finding the thing proved to be something of a mission. It felt like going back in time, to an age before credit cards and online ordering.

Anyway, job done - and looking forward to the prawn bhuna. What now needs to be decided is what to have with it - Lithuanian Svyturys or a Kronenbourg Blanc?