I love you, but I hate you… You purveyor of strange green Japanese snacks, and ridiculously overpriced essentials. I try to avoid you, I tell myself that I will do a proper shop this week, and get all my groceries from scary Tescbury’s or grim Sainsco, but somehow you are always there, winking at me as I leave the station… “Come on, you know you haven’t got any Greek yoghurt… And that milk in the fridge has probably gone off by now”. Dig your Australian Fizzy Ale though. It shouldn’t be good, but it is. Still, you probably give Shelter a run for their money in your care for the homeless…
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