Last Wednesday (2nd July) I decided to pop over to Scarborough to attempt some supermarket shopping for a few bits and bobs I can’t get locally.
First stop was the Morrisons on the outskirts of Scarborough, my first trip there (that I can remember) since Kungflu, and my first since I lost my shares in the company after they got bought out.
When I got there I was getting pretty crossed-eyed, so first spot I went was the toilets. No soap in the left-hand dispenser, and only a few dregs of foamy crap in the one on the right, and only cold water out the tap. Continue reading “Shopping in Scarborough”