This morning we did the final move of son no. 2's stuff to his student house in Nottingham - he's taken 7 bikes for now, although two will return once racing/hillclimbing have finished. Followed that up with a visit to my mum who's still in hospital in the city after five weeks.
Here again,just as loud and just as corny. Hover and I are roughing out the plot of a soft porn novel, about a couple of Randy museum workers who tour the country, having ”biblical“ knowledge in various very large* museum objects. I do hope our amateur Oscar Wildes can hear us.
*Official definition: over 4 tons.
And you need illustrations and/or practice demonstrations just to make sure it's possible? After all, you don't want serious injuries with subsequent litigation from readers attempting said activities
I refuse to use auto checkouts.
Handed my trolley to one pushy assistant who suggested I could use the auto check out rather than wait for a human being.
Engaging her about getting the zombie staff who vacantly roam the aisles to man the tills was not going to work.
When she asked what I was going to do for my shopping?
I said I'd go to M's.
Now they are closing altogether.
Truth is what I was thinking of saying was not nice and anatomically challenging.
I never use self-scan thingies in shops. I'd rather abandon the trolley and go elsewhere for my victuals and leave the staff to 'unshop' my trolley 🛒
Same here. And I don't have a single clubcard so the big supermarkets have cleverly made me shop more at my local greengrocers, butchers and fishmongers. I've voted with my feet.
Same here Pedro. Apart from being annoying and me inevitably shouting at them, they do people out of jobs. Always the till for me.
I also refuse to use them. If they want me to self-scan then I should be getting a discount.
Oh and tomorrow, after driving back home with a car-load of junk from son no. 2's garden that I can't get to the tip because it now only does short hours, I'm off to see my Dad in the Vale of Belvoir then son no. 1 in Lincoln. It'll have to stay in the car, then go to the tip on Friday.
Back to work Friday after a month off. I don't think I can keep this level of visit up!
Derry Sr actually pulled off onto the centre green towards the end of the race once he figured out that his son was probably going to win.
