please empty your brain below

No much the same - only I was after Pringle's Smoky Bacon flavour which seem to have disappeared from SW England - rather like the mystery of how hard it is to buy single Pineapple yoghurts. Yawn!

I always ask a tall member of staff to get stuff off the top shelf for me. Had to do it last week - wanted Force and the wretched things were about a foot beyond my reach even when I had climbed on the bottom shelf. The spotty oik who got them down for me said he had x-men powers.

A difficult task accomplished, physical exercise, a financial coup - not bad for a dismal January Sunday

Ah. A disappointment. Still, I'll leave the link in place. There \\_was\\_ something better to be done yesterday... .oh yes, of course, you knew.

By the way, I can share with you the one \\_proper\\_ flavour for crisps, available at any pub (if you ask nicely). Advanced cookery recipe follows:

Ingredients:
1 Bag plain crisps
1 Worcester Sauce bottle (from shelf or barman)

Method:
Open bag of crisps, hold in one hand. Open worcester sauce bottle and shake a quantity to personal preference into crisp bag. Hand worcester sauce bottle back to barman or replace on shelf. Close the bag by clutching in fist and shake up and down (the bag, not your body). Consume at will.

trust me - your sunday was much more exciing than mine ... except perhaps for my lunch and tea break visits to the canteen where there was *plentiful* amounts of eye candy to provide a pleasant albeit modestly brief distraction form the grind of clearing up all the rubbish left behind by the outgoing night shift!!!

This might be the best thing you've ever written DG.

"I have a bottle of Mr Muscle kitchen sink unblocker"

Value Tip: next time, buy a packet of washing soda crystals in a cheap shop (or a supermarket, but they'll be triple the price). Empty half a packet into the sink. Tip on a kettle of boiling water and leave for an hour. About a tenth of the price.

Creme eggs and crisps. *sighs*
And presumably the sink was blocked with fat

Are Worcester flavoured crisps any good in a crisp butty?

I think yesterday was a boring day..universally.

Universaly boring? Nah, not me: I was painting the house. And I enjoyed it, in spite of the wind. I really, really did. Only about another 8 consecutive weekends to go, and I'll be all done. Sweet. For sure.

What does it say about me that I found that story gripping? I was actually concerned, three quarters of the way through, that some baddie would come along and steal the fourth packet of crisps at the last minute, or that dg would get accused of shoplifting. What jeopardy!!!

Life doesn't get much better than this !

The Waitrose on Holloway Road employs a very tall man for just these situations.

I can honestly say you had a more exciting weekend than I did. Honestly.

Since I work at home, making artwork for picture books, I'm afraid that often my trip to the supermarket is the high point of the day.

But it's a mistake to underestimate the intrique and interesting things that can happen there... as you have proven.

It's all relative I guess.

:0)

I too was on the edge of my seat, in fear that DG might be pipped to the post by another crisp-loving shopper! Wonderful!

'a deep canyon of crisplessness'
- says it to perfection.

My exciting Sunday was mostly about filling in cracks around the house using general-purpose builders "caulk" in one of those squeeze-the-handle contraptions.

Whoa! Watch your heart rate... And the blood pressure, it's good, yeah?

Chicago Dave
In London in 16 months!

I though it was only us short people who had such problems - I presume you are taller than 5'2"? I've raised the matter (complained) with Sainsbury's and got a phone call from a very pleasant lady but they're not going to do anything about it.
The worst is the raked shelving that most supermarkets seem to use now for fruit and veg. Because the higher shelves are also further away from you there's no chance of getting anything from there.
Yet s/markets will tell us that customers get what they want! Some chance!

What...

Cleaning a high chair that I'm giving to a friend was the highlight of my Sunday!

Sunday in my town: two Aussies arrived by sea, having become the first people to paddle across the Tasman. It took them 61 days instead of the estimated 45. Thousands of people went down to the beach to welcome them ashore. It could possibly have been our most thrillingest Sunday ever.

I was gripped by that story DG. What if someone had pipped you to the post? (or crisp, as it were?). Glad all went well - supermarkets do try and liven our day with little trials, it is all planned I am sure.

Sunday for me involved lunch at mum's (perilous), and then an evening desperately flicking through a zillion channels trying to find something decent to watch. Almost settled on Men in Black 2, but thankfully remembered I'd recorded A History of Light Entertainment instead. Phew.

No taller fellow shoppers who could lend a hand?

I'm not that tall, but I regularly fetch stuff off high shelves for little old ladies. Talking to someone in Tescos - now that IS the highlight of my day.

Oh god, the excitement of mid-January, it gets to us all Supermarkets, don't get me started (Morrisons, Stratford, never enough tills open, grumble grumble, people fighting in the queue, what fun...)

This was edge of the seat exciting compared to my Sunday too.

Why is it that supermarkets *never* have your favourite snacks in stock? It seems that whenever I want a chocolate/Coke Zero/beer, they're sold out!

Great article, DG, as usual!

I had a very exciting Sunday - but of course it's mid-summer in Aus, and I live near the beach in one of Australia's most famous tourist destinations.

And where have all the cheese 'n' onion Hula Hoops gone? Hmmm? (Hint for high supermarket shelves - jump and grab! If you knock enough stuff over on a regular basis, they eventually start stacking the shelves more sensibly. Or they bar you.)











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