So tired with phone call appointments that I couldn't be bothered with walking to foodbank. The woman in charge is OTT jolly. Its a foodbank but she has phone out filming and interviewing as if its a reality show. Last thing I want is my loss of dignity sprawled over social media. Attending a foodbank is not a novelty. Now I'm hungry. No bread . 3 tins of spaghetti hoops which I'm sick of. Just go to bed early and get some food tomorrow when tax credits go in bank.