Impersonal Shopping!

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Auto CheckoutI went to my local supermarket at just after seven in the morning. When I came to pay for my purchases not a single manned-till was open and for the first time ever I wanted cash-back! So I paid at the self-service tills and retrieved cash from an ATM. During the whole process there was nobody to speak to and the only store-led conversation was when the machine asked for the store-loyalty card I refuse to have…

Something is stirring in the store
Just after seven o’clock
It doesn’t stop for a tea break
It just keeps selling stock!

It doesn’t go home in the evening,
No feet up by the fire,
No kids screaming “what’s for supper?”
No flopping in bed with tire.

It doesn’t take a holiday,
No tanning on the Costa Del Sol.
But it’s never rude to customers,
No checkout till-roll-troll.

Then I stopped in the High Street,
I’d forgotten a loaf of bread.
They were happy, chatty and helpful,
I prefer that shopping instead!

© Baldock Bard 2013
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Never Park in a Fire Station!

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Roofless CarYesterday I visited a Hertfordshire Fire and Rescue station. We should all be grateful that these heroes are available day or night to come to our aid. When I visited, a group of youngsters were experiencing what it was like to wear the famous yellow helmet. They climbed ladders, squirted water from fire hoses and watched a demonstration on how to cut a roof off a car. I was relieved that they hadn’t made a mistake and chosen my car…

I parked my car at the fire station,
Someone said it was a good place to park.
I left it in front of a fire engine,
As it was almost dark.
The car was my pride and joy,
With a beautiful blood-red roof,
Stripes and stickers adorned it,
When I drove it I felt aloof!
When I returned the next morning,
(It had been a very good night!).
The car had become a cabriolet.
And the roof was now a skylight!

The Fire Fighters Charity exists to help members of the fire and rescue community who put their lives on the line every day to save others, whilst providing support for their families. www.firefighterscharity.org.uk

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Wild Swimmers!

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Wild SwimmerHave you ever done something where people questioned your sanity? The other day I watched a group of swimmers leap into a river. It made me feel so cold I put on an extra jumper. Some of them enjoy having a little swim for nearly a mile, then hop on a bike (without even drying their hair – what would my mother have said?) for a further twenty-five miles, then abandon the bike for a six-mile run. Speaking as an expert in the field of sitting and lying down, they have my respect. I think I’ll just watch, thank you for asking…

How about a swim in the river?
A little February surprise!
We could jump in together,
Would it bring tears to your eyes?
There is a group who will do this,
They’re training on a river near you.
I wish them all the very best,
They’re Wild Swimmers, I would be too!

© Baldock Bard 2013

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Say Cheese!

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Countrycheeses1Discovering hidden treasures is one of the great joys when you visit a strange town or city. Last week we stayed with friends in Topsham near Exeter. I was absolutely bowled over by the variety of the displays in their cheese shop. Someone should start a campaign: “Stuff the Supermarket – Buy Local”. Country Cheeses would be an ideal place to start…

More cheese on display than you can conceive,
Visit Country Cheeses so you can believe!
Chemmy is named after our Downhill Skiing Queen,
Quicke’s Mature is not contrary but keen!
Sweet Charlotte is holey, but girlie she aint,
Cropwell Bishop is a Stilton, good enough for a Saint!
Ticklemore Goat will tickle you taste,
Pendragon buffalo is good for the waist!
All of these cheeses can be found on the net,
Visit their website: Tastes not to forget!
Countrycheees 2www.countrycheeses.co.uk

Please note:
Any mention of a company or website is simply because I have found them to offer a service or product that I believe my readers would be interested in using or buying. Recommendations are purely based on what I have discovered as a customer. B.B.

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Wasted Signage!

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Motorway SignMrs Bard was chauffeuring me along the M4 the other day when one of the roadside signs suddenly sprang into life. CAUTION it flashed! 40 it warned! Alongside was a pictogram of a line of cars. Had I exceeded the age limit to be on this road at this time, was this the number of parking spaces left in Bristol or had they discovered that the answer to life was now 40? Naturally the road ahead was clear. I grabbed the camera and Mrs Bard eased off the throttle on the Bard-mobile. The next sign was either having the equivalent of an electronic nap or was at the dentist and still the road was clear. No queue, no parking spaces left in Bristol and no point…

Those motorway signs,
Don’t you love ‘em?
Can you ever believe what they say?
When the road is all clear,
It would appear,
Fog/Snow/Rain,
Could ruin your day!

Caution is a very big word,
For them to use before ten!
So if they,
Have nothing to say,
Step away from the sign,
Think again!

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The Loneliness of an Innocent at the Trade Counter!

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Trade CounterHave you ever been to a trade counter? It is a sacred place manned by the secretive for the sole benefit of the initiated. Woe betide you, if, as a member of the public, you fail to know exactly the name, dimension or precise use of what you seek. Things are getting better with the advent of help-desks in stores to which the public are welcomed, but there are still a few bastions of secrecy left…

The loneliest place on earth,
Is the trade sales counter,
When you’re not sure what you need,
It’s a very brief encounter!

They talk a different language,
In which you need initiation.
If you don’t own a white van,
There’ll be no explanation!

“I want a piece of piping,
That delivers water that’s hot.
I think it’s about this long,
Or maybe it is not!”

The store man looked and sneered:
“I really can’t help you,
I think that you’d probably be better,
Going to B&Q!”

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The Agricultural Conga Line!

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Tractor CongaThere is one thing above all else that irritates me regarding my fellow tractor drivers. It is their inability to pull in to let traffic pass. They drive for miles, seemingly oblivious to the line of traffic stretching into the distance behind them. The greatest exponents of this ‘let’s piss off the public’ game can be the large contractor, often with a base miles away, who can behave as if they own the road…

Let’s play the Tractor Conga,
The queues are getting longer!
I’m in the way,
Join my queue today!

Let’s play the Tractor Conga,
I know that it’s wrong-ga!
They cannot pass
I won’t go on the grass!

Let’s play the Tractor Conga,
I like to sing along-ga!
Drivers in a bate,
Now they’re running late!

Let’s play the Tractor Conga,
Join me in my song-ga!
Bring a tractor too,
And you can join my queue!

Let’s play the Tractor Conga,
Etc….(ad nausium)

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Ode! To Sell – 5G Next Generation!

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Baby's PhoneI went to a well-known baby-supply shop the other day. They were fresh out of babies but had all the accessories. I was particularly struck by ‘Babies First Mobile’ and the skeptical side of me became boisterous and wouldn’t lie down for a nap…

Roll up! Roll up!
It’s the greatest show on earth,
Get baby a toy phone,
Who knows what she’ll be worth?

Get her used to pressing buttons,
A jolly tune will play,
And very soon a different tune,
Profits will come our way!

Pay as you go or contract,
They both will have a worth,
In the end the bill will make her ill
And we’ll be filled with mirth!

And then we’ll sell baby laptops,
Hear those till-rolls talk,
As they wail another sale,
A tablet before they walk!
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