The compliments of the season,and I trust you will use the extra two minutes of daylight wisely.
I had to go to Tescburys on the Big Buggy to get fags and cash my lottery win.£4 on a scratch card,but keep it to yourself as it’s no publicity.The gobs on the shoppers in there,the miserable and desperate scowls reminded me of a Bruegel painting.OK it’s cold and raining,but “Cheer Up” It looked as if the Mayans had given us a final week to eat so much that we’d all burst before the Grim Reaper descended weilding his scythe.
Buy one get one free on christmas trees, enough mince pies for a fiver to have a stroke,three tins of biscuits cheaper than a free gift, amongst other liver bursting offers.They’re going to be shut for 36 hours-ish.Why do they put so much food in the trolley that the wheels go square? I only used the kiosk with the steel shutters protecting my fags,as I couldn’t cope with being on the’Buggy of invisibility’ again out in the ‘melee of misery’ The shutters should be around Gregs and Sayers.If it wasn’t for the dedication of 10 million smokers,petrol would be 30p a litre more(just my casual observation)
Oh yeah one other puzzle…Why do people of a certain generation have to stop 6 feet from the chekout to scrutinize their recipit.You and I know about short term memory loss,well I do,whoever you are,but it is the most annoying behaviour I’ve spotted recently.
That’s it for now,but when I know you will.If the Mayans make another threat,just look in any bin on Boxing day and there’ll be grub for a fortnight
Wb