i write this to you, future reader, on day four of what is commonly called the winter of the "beast from the east", look you see. although circumstantial evidence suggests we have, to be sure, survived the worst of it, who knows - perhaps we here where i am have all been wiped out by the coldness at the time you get to read this.
so, anyway, how we have coped. quite well, with it all, really, i think. in this area of England - Yorkshire, so yes the "proper" part of the country - casualties have been kept to a minimum. and yet sacrifices have been made. due to something called Storm Emma, off of Spain or Portugal or some other such Mediterranean concern, not mixing so well with this "beast from the east" logistics and transportation have been routinely knacked. i believe i mentioned this in passing in my last post on the subject, but to recap stores have been running with ever emptier shells.
yes, this is in part to do with "panic buying" by those fearing the end of days has come, but also it's simply because delivery trucks and that cannot make it through the treacherous road conditions. or could not, i suppose, as hopefully now, in the first week of April, all such worries are gone.
that there is indeed a "bag for life" shopping bag, off of Tesco, branded with the rather famous My Little Pony brand. whereas i had absolutely no need nor reason for owning yet another "bag for life" i felt strangely compelled to issue Tesco with £1 in exchange for this. a transaction for purchase, if you like.
i am assuming this means that Tesco have abandoned their love-in with Star Wars. after issuing bags what celebrated A New Hope, The Empire Strikes Back, Episode VII : Mission To Moscow and Episode VIII : Battlestar Galactica, i had rather been looking forward to Return Of The Jedi, or Attack Of The Clones, or even Caravan Of Courage. but, alas, no, not yet. for now, then, My Little Pony it is, since they appeared to have sold out of the Battlestar Galactica ones off of Star Wars.
and so, in the name of Storm Emma, sacrifices have had to be made. one such sacrifice we have made, or i have, is in concern of milk. in our local shop, the refrigerated, usually satisfactorily ordered shelves which carry conventional milk were laid bare; bereft of any such dairy items.
but they did have the above, i will have you know. this is fancy, posh moo moo cow milk. it is, as you can clearly see, gold top. this is a term, i imagine, those who did not live through the great 70s and 80s eras of milkmen will fail to grasp. should you fall into this demographic or if you will bracket, gold top milk was known, renowned and celebrated for being ultra, or if you will uber or indeed totes, creamy.
such fine things are not cheap, of course. i mean, there is no practical reason for this milk to be expensive, but the artificially inflate the price, so as to keep it out of the hands of the proletariat, making it the quite dignified, exclusive reserve and preserve of the ruling, bourgeois elite.
how much did it cost, exactly? what a ghastly, vile and common question to pose. have you no manners? yes, no, i have forgotten. i am, however, certain that it was significantly north of £1.20 for a 1 litre bottle. perhaps it was slightly north of £1.30, or even just ever so gently south of £1.50. anyway, no matter - we as a family required milk, and so the sacrifice of emma would be that i had to pay more than usual for less milk than usual of a finer quality than usual.
indeed, that this the reverse or "other" side of my most splendid new My Little Pony bag. as you can see, in the beauty of Commodore 64 mode, it shows all of the great, great ponies that make up the entire brand. and beyond, i suppose.
no, to be honest, i don't know so much about My Little Pony, save that it exists as a concept and presumably involves ponies that are small. the bag just looked nice.
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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