We Like 24 Hour Shops

Late night shopping at Tescos is something to be experienced. Gone are the screaming children, the people pushing for parking spaces , beating you to the last trolley in the trolley stack or the last box of tasty chocolates. Yes, despite it being the day before Christmas Eve Eve, I have just returned from one of the most relaxing shopping experiences of my life, a far cry from the 45 minute nightmare earlier in the day of driving around the town looking for somewhere to park.

I spent over half an hour casually wandering from aisle to aisle, striking up conversations with the midnight shelf-stackers, picking up things that I wasn't interested in just because I could, and then mostly putting them into my basket because I wasn't paying. Still, at least Christmas dinner is covered - I got something turkey based, but more importantly 24 sausages-wrapped-in-bacon. Mmm, I love those things.

My GPS navigator also got me home perfectly on Monday - after turning out of the gate in the wrong direction (intentionally to test the device, you understand...), it told me to turn around at the next available opportunity. It then guided me back to where I recognised, but I left it on and it guided me straight to my door. Most nifty. I decided that I do need a car kit - it will be invaluable for glancing at the map when the voice directions aren't quite clear enough, such as when there are two roads right next to each other and it tells me to turn in 200 yards - I'm not that accurate at guessing distances. But to be honest, I'm a little disappointed with it - I was hoping it would have a bit more sass, more along the lines of "You're going the wrong way again; turn around, you retard.", that kind of thing. Ooh, perhaps they do a plugin...

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