What goes around, comes around

Last week was the harvest festival at Biggest Little One's school (or 'harbest bestibal' as she called it). So began the annual clearing out of the cupboards for our donations. Some lucky pensioner was feasting on lobster bisque and tomato soup, wild mushroom couscous, and on-it's-date low fat rice pudding (only the best in this house!) And as a bonus, my cupboards are now looking respectable again.
Only this morning - when The Mother In Law dropped the Smallest Small One back home, she was brandishing a carrier bag. "Nan got this lot from a harvest festival" she said "and she thought you might like it". Oh good. Let's just hope the shelf life on it is long enough for me to give it away next year!!