Tuesday, 16 January 2024

Trolley 618

This trolley, from the M&S food hall, had not even escaped from the market square, so return did not take long.

From there to Grape Tree to stock up on brick dates and dried apricots. These last being a spot of nostalgia, as BH used to buy very cheap broken dried apricots from somewhere in Harringay Green Lanes back in the early 1970s, and we have had bouts of buying them ever since. Usually consumed stewed, but sometimes used as sweets and sometimes used in a crumble.

From there onto a Ewell Village anti-clockwise, something which I last appear to have done in May last year, and not on a regular basis after a year before that. With hindsight, something was going on!

I had forgotten how many handsome mature trees there are in the suburban houses fringing the village. Perhaps the difference between them and our own Chase Estate is that these houses are a bit older, a bit bigger and with bigger gardens. Owners more apt to plant trees, more apt to take the long view. With a fine outlier, some kind of conifer, in Gibraltar Close, off Longmead Road. Previously noticed at reference 3.

The foody fest operation of reference 2 appears to have been rebadged as a bijou craft beer scene. Shut at the time of passing. Maybe, if I resume using this particular circuit, I will get to find out.

Much twittering from these trees opposite Blenheim High. Not so easy to spot, certainly not here, but I think a mixture of sparrows and starlings, with the odd seagull swinging about overhead. The only bird I saw up close looked like a rather fat sparrow. Perhaps its feathers were fluffed up against the cold.

Home, to find a rather bizarre full page advertisement for the people at reference 4 in the comic pretending to be a newspaper known as the Evening Standard. First thought was bizarre to catch one's eye, which it did. But when one visits the site, it seems that it really is bizarre, with the snap above being a fair sample of the material on offer. Otherwise a food supplement operation based in Northern Ireland. Perhaps the founder is one of those literal truth Prots who still believe in Noah's Ark.

While an oddity about its stable mate, the Metro, is its extensive use of pictures which probably started life as someone else's photograph but which were then doctored, presumably by some computer, to look like hand crafted artwork, thus avoiding the need to pay any royalties on the photographs. It is free after all, so they can't afford to throw their money about. 

Reference 1: https://psmv5.blogspot.com/2024/01/trolley-617.html.

Reference 2: https://psmv5.blogspot.com/2022/06/trolley-518.html. A hundred trolleys ago.

Reference 3: https://psmv4.blogspot.com/2020/10/no-score.html.

Reference 4: https://www.british-supplements.net/. 'If people let the government decide what foods they eat and what medicines they take, their bodies will soon be in as sorry state as are the souls of those who live under tyranny'.

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