Thought for the day: when you shop at Tesco…
Someone mentioned this today at a lunch table and we all went “Eeeewww!”
Think of this: every time you shop at Tesco, you make Dame Shirley Porter (do I have to call her “Dame”? Even though she gerrymandered Westminster Council and then fled the country to escape the entirely legal surcharge imposed on her, as such surcharges are always imposed on council officers who act ultra vires?) a tiny bit richer.
I know - makes your stomach clench, doesn’t it?
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January 23rd, 2005 at 12:33 am
well, you’re just as close to a waitrose where you live.
January 25th, 2005 at 2:59 am
Move to Holloway! Within five minutes of my glorious abode there is an Iceland, a Safeways-or-is-it-a-Morrisons-now, an M&S and, glittering like an oasis amid the encircling gloom (an Argos and the biggest and most unsettling Wetherspoon’s pub in the world), a Waitrose. There’s a Sainsbury’s about five minutes by bus down the Camden Road, and five minutes down the Caledonian Road will get you to the Co-Op that Time forgot (or at least joined the Foreign Legion to forget).
I don’t know where the nearest Tesco is. There must be one.
You have to be a fan of the modern urban aesthetic (although oddly more people seem to be mugged and killed in Crouch End these days, even if the estate agents pretend that it’s Upper Holloway for such purposes).
But I do know that the woman formerly known as Mrs Rupert has moved to one of the three places in the UK where Tescos will not even deliver. She at least has escaped the cash vampires of the Dame - although at what cost?
R