Early evening supermarket shop. A few vitals for dinner, but as usual no inspiration and no time to cook. We’ll have some insipid, ready made frozen junk. And here, on the floor on the way to the checkout – meat is murder. Is this a protest or an accident. Just weird, finding fresh, throwaway meat in the middle of the pharmacy aisle on the way to the checkout. That was today’s erronious Flawed Meat photo.