So I spent saturday doing my christmas shopping. I don’t venture in to the shops much nowadays, preferring to do my shopping online. However my recent illness set me back by a fortnight on my shopping programme so saturday was do or die.
It was hard work but I achieved my goal in the one day. My debit card is still glowing a little… But my sanity didn’t fare so well.
It was the buying behaviour all around me that disturbed me greatly. It seems that half of the stuff people were buying was, for want of a more eloquent word, crap. Novelty stuff that won’t be of interest to anyone past boxing day. And this stuff ain’t cheap - I would imagine millions of pounds are being spent every day in december on stuff that no-one is interested in past boxing day, and it is a sad indicator of the state of our society when our hospitals and police force are under-resourced and yet we are openly encouraged to spend money (that many don’t even own) on crap that we don’t need.
Suddenly I am sounding a lot like Tyler Durden. So I’ll stop and go and have a lie down. Perhaps my “Mr T in your pocket” can help me relax. All together now, “you are not your television set”…
