Revolutionary Rants

Well, I had a look at the new American owned capitalist supermarket in Bideford yesterday before volunteering at TPAG, and it was not up to much. Much hype and excitement surrounded North Devon’s first shop in this particular chain, and Wall-Mart rubbed it’s hands together with glee, no doubt. People were camped outside at 4:00am on Monday, according to staff I spoke to, trying to get a ‘cheap’ laptop… Scary stuff. So much for the flipping credit crunch, then, shopping is still king…

We are in between sun and rain here and expecting a wet weekend. I have to work on Saturday so I am not too stressed, but I would like to get out to my garden. Ho-hum.

Murray crashed out big style last night, Chicken and I even watched it as we ate our tea. Like anyone associated with these isles he was scuppered by not being very good and immense pressure. He probably only said the thing about England and the football to keep the Henmanites off his blooming back. I think he is quite amusing, really, permanently pissed off and, most importantly, he’s not Tim Henman…