Scrooge is alive and well in Norwich

I have had a small whisky during the course of this evening, so I did look twice at this as I didn't believe what I was seeing the first time, but really, come on. I mean, are the idiots in charge of Norwich City Council really serious?
Hairdressers will have to get a licence to serve alcohol if they want to offer their customers a small glass of mulled wine in the spirit of the Christmas season, otherwise, they risk being fined £20,000 or facing 6 months in jail.
Very sensible really, of course. After all, offering a small tipple to one's customers is right up there with robbery, violence, murder... Could anything be worse?
I am reminded of the constant comment of tennis player, John McEnroe in his heyday:
"You cannot be serious, man!!!"



Woolies bites the dust

Over the past few days, it has been obvious that Woolworths was in trouble, but today, the axe has finally fallen and one of the High Street's best known shops will soon disappear for ever. It is a tragedy, of course, for the 30,000 employees who will lose their jobs and it appears that, because it was regarded as 'a lame duck retailer', it did not qualify to be bailed out by the government
I have heard all the arguments about Woolworths being outmoded and outdated and, I have to admit, I rarely go in, but that wasn't always the case. Way back in the sixties, Woolies was the place to go for us teenagers for much of our shopping. That was where we bought our make up - Miners, for choice and, guess what - it's still going strong! My first bra was bought there (OK, too much information, but it gives you an idea of their range of stock) as was my first bikini and then, years later, Ladybird underwear and clothes for my children in their early years.
The shops had an outdated look though, even then, with their open, glass-framed counters and rickety wooden floorboards but it was 'the Woolies' look' and when our local branch was revamped and updated, it was curiously disappointing as it became just like any other store in the area. Somehow though, it wasn't quite the same as other retail outlets and lost its way over the years, selling bits of everything that most people would go to other shops to buy, rather than focusing on a few lines that they did well.
It's a sad day for Woolworths and a horrible time for their employees.


Scrooge chez Jennyta?

"Oooh!" I exclaimed as I scrolled down my bloglist, "Here's a post about how to have a frugal Christmas!"
"Hmm, easy," was Keith's reply, "Live with Jenny!"
(This from a fully grown man who has just asked me to put beefburgers and fish fingers on the shopping list.)
Not sure whether it's an insult or a compliment.

A quick snack







OK, I know it's only a grey squirrel and the photos are not very good, taken as they were at great speed before this little fellow scooted off, and it was grey and dismal outside - as usual these days, but he is cute, don't you think?







Plaster board and dust

So, we're still no further forward on the British Gas smart meter front and I've given up making non-existent appointments with them...