Let's Go For A Little Walk...
I'm always in danger of blaming Belfast on the vicissitudes of modern life. Everything shoddy and shit happens to me here, but maybe that's because I live here, and perhaps everything has become appalling everywhere. So, apologies Belfast if your standards of customer care are no worse than anywhere else but, what has become clear, is that in the past ten years, since online delivery services have carved the guts out of the in-store shopping experience, everything has properly gone to shit. This is the shopping list: I'm going to the Post-Office to mail off a copy of Spine . I also intend to buy a lemon, a bottle of wine and a steak. Because I'm worth it. This will mean I have to visit three shops: the Post-Office, which is in a larger shop called Supervalue, but I can't get the wine there as Supervalue isn't licensed because, in Northern Ireland, practically nowhere is. I will get the wine and the lemon from the Co Op but, although they sell steaks, I will go...
