Oh JOM
I'm just back from Morrisons after hearing all hell let loose from the aisle next door.... "well fuck off then you fucking bitch" as the member of staff rushed off towards the door. I rounded the corner to see a woman getting up off the floor and trying to stand up aided by her crutches and three other members of staff.
I bet they were standing on their chairs in the cafe to get a good view
I hate shopping but yesterday I had to venture into Morrisons. It was full of screaming kids most of whom were running amok,
the parents of said children appeared to be having some sort of scrummage round the reduced items shelf.
In Morrisons there are several franchises, one of which sells clothes. I ventured in as I am in need of some under garments and a pair of jeans. Having found these garments I went to the check out there were about 10 people in the queue and one girl at a till.
It was shortly after joining the queue that I hung my basket on a nearby rail and left.
Thank god for internet shopping.
Lovely to see you LL.
