This QOTW could have been written for my flatmate.
Every Saturday without fail, he beetles off to East Street Market, with the intention of just picking up meat and fish to be frozen and used over the next week, and a few days-worth of fruit and veg.

And every Saturday without fail, he comes back bearing an impulse buy, usually fruit or veg. He'll stride through the door, laden down with shopping, a look of triumph in his eyes. "Guys, look at this!" he'll proclaim, holding along seventeen pinapples, or enough garlic to drown a frenchman. "They were only a tenner"! He is of the opinion that, if something is advertised as a 'bargain', then it must be bought.

He has brought back kilos of squishy bananas, mouldy grapes, floppy cucumbers and runny feta, because "it was such a bargain I couldn't NOT get them!"

The winning time was when he came back with, in addition to his usual bags, a binbag slung over one shoulder. A binbag full of mushrooms. You'll never realise how many mushrooms that really is until you've seen it tipped on the floor.

The silly berk.
(The Empress it seems you CAN polish a turd!, Wed 27 May 2009, 14:40, 7 replies)

Ms Crow had a similar experience with her flatmate
(now my housemate, incidentally) and the North End Road Market.

Kiwi fruits and tangerines, I think, were two of the prime examples. I do remember going round to see them and being offered a tangerine, before being encouraged to take several.
(LongJohnBaldry, Wed 27 May 2009, 15:32, closed)

Sounds like me
as I can't refuse a fruity bargain either.

I once bought a whole carrier bag of overripe kiwi fruits for a quid at a market, possibly Croydon, and sat on a bench teaching the then boyfriend to eat them.

You bite a hole in it, suck out the inside and throw the empty skin away. A bit like a spider feasting on insects.

We ate the lot. Mmmm.
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Wed 27 May 2009, 15:46, closed)

i expect
there wouldn't be mush room in your kitchen for all of that
(TheManWithThePlan cussed your mum on, Wed 27 May 2009, 16:45, closed)

not a lot, no.
But still, he's a lovely chap so we forgive him his occasional lapses in sanity.

EDIT: gah! Took me ages to spot that. Groan.
(The Empress it seems you CAN polish a turd!, Wed 27 May 2009, 16:58, closed)

a lovely chap eh?
he certainly sounds like a fun gi.

* coat *
(tjn whizzing on the electric fence of life, Thu 28 May 2009, 5:34, closed)

argh!
the force is strong with this one.
(The Empress it seems you CAN polish a turd!, Thu 28 May 2009, 9:54, closed)

I used to have East Street market right on my doorstep
I could lie in the bath and listen to the sales pitch of some "Del boy" type who had a stall at the Dawes St end every Saturday stuffed with what looked like knock-off gear.

Never tempted to buy from him tho.
(lolwhites, Wed 27 May 2009, 17:19, closed)