Time for battle to commence –
The final weekend of battling through shops to get that (almost) last minute pressy along with tens of thousands of other poor souls. Parking will be a bloody nightmare – but we keep doing it, year after year. And then, there is the break for coffee or tea and you queue for an age, when you hit the front they have to clean something, refill the machine, empty it – whatever, any old reason to keep you hanging around.
Still, it’s all great fun – ha bloody ha.
Merry last Saturday before ….