A story told in security tags

411143BF-4FA8-4B65-A795-8760CF2BD2E9.jpegThe Sainsbury’s local that we frequent has recently gone a little security tag mad. It’s an interesting insight into the local shoplifting population’s preferences – black tea, good chocolate, clean teeth and safe sex.

The four-pack of almond Magnums I bought didn’t have a tag on them. I guess they can’t handle ice cream in the winter like I can. Softies.

It’s fruitcake weather


Oh man.

We’re only 20 hours into December and it’s already kicking my butt.

It started out so well. I put on a cute outfit – my first Christmas jumper of the year. I was going to snap some outfit photies but then I remembered I had to fill the car with petrol so off I went.

I got to work and it was complete carnage. It was a couple of hours before I got my first brew of the day. My skirt popped TWO buttons. And to top it off it took me 40 minutes to go round a roundabout on the M60 because of traffic.

Still, there were some good bits. That sunset for one.