Too Much Choice
One of the problems I have here is too many different ways of doing the same journey by public transport. This morning, I went to IKEA at Edmonton, which is either the 341 bus from one end of my road or one of several at the other end to Seven Sisters and then a tube and a shuttle bus.
I obeyed the old superstition of a Pakistani friend and went the first way and came back the second. But it would probably have been quicker to use the 341 both ways. But hey, I popped into the picture framers in Stoke Newington to pick up some pictures they had worked on.
Boots Help Coeliacs to Keep Marching
I’ve complained in this blog about the lack of suitable gluten free snacks for coeliacs, when you’re on the move. That was until a couple of weeks ago, when I discovered EatNakd bars in Waitrose.
They aren’t stocked in too many obvious places, but I did find that Boots in Liverpool Street station had an extensive display in their takeaway food section.
In some ways this is bad news, as the bars are a bit addictive, despite being a delicious way to fill a hole.
I’ll be contacting Boots to find out their policy on this issue.
Sicilian Avenue
This used to be one of those places that pre-Internet, computer programmers used to go to get their books at an excellent computer book-store.
Sicilian Avenue, Holborn
The Sicilian Avenue was built about a hundred years ago as a pavement cafe area and as the photograph shows it is currently being refurbished. It would make a very appropriate location for a Carluccio‘s, but I suspect that the premises will be too small for them.
Spanish Practices
I don’t think queuing in your underwear to get free clothes will catch on in the UK.
But who knows!
A Typical Shop
I took this picture after I unloaded my backpack and shopping bag yesterday.
A Typical Shop
Note the Genius bread, Pinney’s smoked salmon, Waitrose ginger cake, goat’s yoghurt and milk and the raspberries and juice. I forgot the eggs, but otherwise, I have enough for two days.
I think that it is true to say that as I can shop every day and getting there is either a walk or a free bus ride, I’m shopping differently now.
Now that I’ve got some operating instructions for the cooker, I can also eat a greater variety of food, at least in the way they are cooked. Yesterday, I used the griddle pan to cook myself a rather nice steak, whch I served with some microwaved vegetables. I wouldn’t have normally used the latter in the past, but they were on offer and peas and sweetcorn made a change.
I think it’s also true to say that as I go past a shop every day, it makes it a lot easier. I’ll go again today, as I need some envelopes to post some goods, I’ve sold on eBay.
Plagued by Paper
Every time you buy something in a shop, you get one or more bits of paper. Waitrose even give you a green token to vote for your local charity of choice.
With my bad hand, I hate it all and would like to be able to mark my credit card to say, that I don’t want any paper bills and that all I get is a confirming e-mail or even a text message, as that way I just read them and erase them with my delete key or button.
It would surely save paper too! And be a lot more secure!
Christmas Shopping Completed
I got everything I needed in Oxford Street this afternoon. The strangest request I had was to get six lemons for Christmas Day from my son. In John Lewis, they were in fours, so he got eight.
Some parts of Oxford Street were seriously manic, but none as much so as Selfridges, where I was picking something up. John Lewis was quite quiet, but when I enquired about blinds for my house, the assistant said that a lot of their departments are quiet over Christmas and pick up in January. So as their sales are up four percent on last year, they are doing very well. Although the food department in the basement had the longest queue to pay, I’ve ever seen in a shop.
After I left Selfridges, I had intended to take the 30 bus which stops at the end of my road, but they seemed to be thin on the ground, so I took a 274 to the Angel, where I knew I’d be able to get any of five to get home.
The 274 bus brought back many memories, as it effectively took the route of the old 74 to Camden Town and then meandered towards the Angel. We’d used 74s many times when we lived in St. John’s Wood in the 1970s to get to and from Oxford Street and Knightsbridge. The route used Routemasters and you had to be quick to fold the double push-chair and stow it under the stairs, before someone else grabbed the space. C would regularly do the trip with three children under four on her own. Mothers today have it so easy.
The 274 will be a useful bus for me, as it connects so easily to where I live. Either I can take another bus from the Angel or a train from Cmden Road or Caledonian Road and Barnsbury to Canonbury and then walk.
Today I did the simple thing and got a bus down the Essex Road.
Targetting Businesses that Avoid Tax
If you read this blog regularly, you’ll see that I tend to shop and purchase with I hope an ethical dimension. Other things come into it like good service and convenience.
So if I need something quickly here, I’ll tend to use local shops or the two small Sainsbury stores within walking distance. As one has a good Free From section and sells Green’s beer, I use it a couple of times a week.
As I said in a previous post, I never use Tesco, except when it is totally to my advantage, as the store’s attitude gets up my nose in so many ways. But I am a free man and can have my own prejudices towards business.
So when it comes to the protests against the likes of Vodafone and Arcadia, because of tax avoidance, I have a certain sympathy with the protesters. But these two companies have been on my don’t buy list for years, as I don’t like their attitude. My cheaper clothes usually end up being purchased in such as Gap and Marks & Spencer, if possible. But lately, it’s been Gap, as they have a small size that isn’t made for the obese. Fit is important to me.
So if these protests cost Philip Green some money, I’m not bothered, especially, as I never use his shops because they don’t have what I want. I’m also annoyed with British Home Stores for effectively cutting out the dry way of getting from Oxford Street tube to John Lewis, by reorganising their store. But that doesn’t bother me now, as I can take a 73 bus to right outside John Lewis.
I tend to use John Lewis a lot, as I get service and goods that last at a good price. But then could the service be so good because John Lewis is a partnership with everybody’s bonus on the line?
The Organised Shopper
I am one of that rare breed, a man who actually likes shopping. But then so did my father! Especially, when he had money. He didn’t always.
As a 10-year-old, I used to trail my mother’s wicker trolley round perhaps a kilometre to Williams Brothers on Cockfosters Road to get the weekly shop. The only item I can remember with a price is a leg of New Zealand lamb at 15 shillings. In those days the shop paid a reward in fake money, which was a bit like a Co-op divi or the reward points offered by most supemarkets these days in one form or another.
When I lived in Suffolk, I always used a store with their Quick Check facility, so that I could be in and out as fast as possible. I also packed the bags so that everything came out in an order, that meant putting things away quicer too. My nightmare was having a recheck as this meant that nothing was in the right place and putting things away took twice the time.
Now that I am in London I have easy access to two Waitrose branches; Angel, Islington and Jones Brothers. I’m afraid that corner site on the Holloway Road will always be Jones Brothers to me, as it was one of first department stores I encountered as a child, along with Pearsons in Enfield. Pearsons had one of those central tills, with wires and cash carriers leading to all the service desks. Well-behaved children were allowed to send the money on its way, by pulling the chain.
But neither of these Waitrose branches has Quick Check, which means I have to endure the queues at the checkout. Yesterday, I was told to go to the checkout in order by one of the store’s staff, only to find, that some oick about thirty-five buying bottles of expensive booze had taken my space. He then accused me of queue jumping. I’ve never done that deliberately and now after the stroke, I always wait to make sure I don’t do it inadvertently. I ended up delaying the whole queue, as it took me a couple of minutes to organise everything.
So you can see why I want a Quick Check store, as not only do I get everything packed up as I go, but I can take my time properly to fulfil the list, I’ve written. There is a small point here, in that I like a trolley with a list holder, as I only have one 100% hand, with the left at about eighty on a good day.
So this morning, I’ve been on Waitrose’s web site, to try to find a branch nearby or on one of the seven or so bus routes that stop within a hundred metres of my house, that has Quick Check. Waitrose’s branch search is bad and won’t even show me which branches are close to my post code. So you have to bring up all the individual London branches and see if they have the facility. There is a link which says it will find those branches with Quick Check, but it just points you to the main search page, which gets me back to the proverbial and useless square one.
There is also one other thing I want from a supermarket. And that is a map of the store, showing what is in each of aisles. Not in great detail, but sufficient so that I casn logically progress round the store without being ambushed, if I write what I need on it. It’s one of the reasons, I only use Tesco, when they are only place I can get something. Every store is disorganised deliberately, so you end up passing many things you don’t need or even want. And to make it worse finding the Free From section in Tescos usually means checking the whole store. I never ask, as that wastes my time.
These maps could be available for printing off the Internet, so that all the shopping is organised before I leave home.
I suppose I could shop on line, but then I don’t get to choose the fish or vegetables I want.
I’m also looking for a square back-pack, so that I can carry things home easier.
Rear Window
I took this picture, through the rear window of a 277 bus yesterday.
Through the Rear Window of a 277 Bus
I then walked round Highbury Corner and had lunch in Carluccio’s in Upper Street, before getting my provisions in Waitrose at the Angel.
Snow in Upper Street
Home was just a walk to Upper Street, with my backpack loaded with veetables and the other heavy stuff and one of Waitrose’s Quick Check carriers with all the other stuff. Once on Upper Street, a 38 bus took me to within a hundred metres of home.
It was all so easy. And yet there were people still driving around looking for parking spaces.
The Anonymous Widower 