My 'newest bestest' friend is Matalan and for the benefit of my non-Brit readers I should explain that they are a multiple store specialising in, er, well, cheap crap, really - but when I say 'cheap' I mean absolutely, unbelievably, rock-bottom, stinking cheap! Last week I took the 'Memsahib' in - well, I do like to give her a treat every so often - and we bought the following: tracksuit trousers and two T-shirts for her; and for me, a long-sleeved and a short-sleeved pullover, a pair of slippers, a packet of 5 socks and 3 paperback books. That cost the grand total of £43 ($69). And unlike all those doubtful, dodgy, so-called 'Fair Trade' products which always seem to cost the earth, not because the natives are getting any extra but because the middle-men are creaming it off the top, this cheap crap from Matalan employs sundry workers around the world. Yes, I know, they don't earn much but tuppence in hand is better than sweet Fanny Adams.
"tracksuit trousers and two T-shirts for her"
You romantic devil! What is it, your anniversary?
Posted by: Dom | Tuesday, 01 March 2011 at 17:05
No, no, Dom, it's just that she has been ordered to the gym for exercises to improve arthitis in her hips - she comes with me when I go swimming - have I told you I go swimming - six mornings a week - at 7.00 am - I mean, I've told everyone else, er, several times over.
Posted by: David Duff | Tuesday, 01 March 2011 at 22:49