We spent a lot of time on the road this past weekend, travelling almost the length of the country one day, then back the next.
This meant about every two hours stopping for coffee (for me) at one of those rip-off centres along the Motorways. “Services” they call them.
Don’t get me wrong, they’re handy – necessary even, to combat fatigue, ease aches, use the loo, re-caffeine yourself!
and then there’s the prices . . . . at one time ‘excepted’ as one of life’s little buggers (need fuel – 20p extra a litre please) – the rip-offs are so blatant it’s a shock. It’s the – ‘If you have to get it now, here – where no rules of normality seem to apply – then I’m gonna charge you what the bloody hell I like, matey”
The big leaguers still don’t GET IT, do they?
I’m not sure anyone seriously wants a deal on Eggs or Milk for christsakes (TV adverts this week), if only they gave it a little thought.
And because they don’t get it, I don’t give a jot about Tesco’s 6.4 BILLION LOSS – though the numbers are incredible aren’t they?
Especially since it seems to have been such an astoundingly speedy decline, from what seemed an unassailable dominance until now.
Just HOW do you lose that amount of money so quickly? Foodstuffs need to be the cheapest they absolutely can be, having paid growers, suppliers, transport, and staffing.
If I can’t buy a flat-screen coffee machine at the same shop I chose apples, then so be it.
Maybe I’ve never given the average shopper as much credit as they deserved? Maybe “Every little helps” paraded across our TV screens for so long, as the company charged us TWICE as MUCH for some goods as their competitors was a step too far – or, more likely, real Britain needed to look to their wallets – discovered a couple of German supermarkets, and walked.