It should be nice to be back but it did not seem so yesterday. Journey ok and Fife's Taxi made it despite breaking a clutch
en route. But he had the taxi replaced and met me on time. Highly Impressive. Fifes 01289 307188. But no food in the house-so off to Safeways (now Morrisons in the wrong livery) and on a Saturday afternoon. And it was wet wet wet/ Every caravanner in Berwick had nothing more exciting to do so they were shopping. Tattoos to the fore . Thats the women.(Men too hairy to be sure about their body paintings) FCUK tee sheets aggressively double breasted. Junoesque is not an adequate description for these massive front row forwards,(They should have been in OZ with the pathetic English rubgy flops) trolleys piled high with fat enhancing goods, charging down the aisles in search of plunder. 9 goods or less checkout out of commission and anyhow I had a big marketing exercise on my hands. So it was even as bad as Aussie Checkouts with the check out persons unusually grumpy having had a series of (one sided) confrontations with the campers. And to cap it all I couldn't get all that I wanted without resorting to short arm tactics with the plastic shopping baskets-no match in any confrontation with the armour plated large family size trollies wielded by the caravanners.
So It is back to the shops today.
Sunday in Safeways: (now there is title for a House of Hammers Horror film)not to be contemplated so off to the genteel civility of the Duns Coop.
