Online food shopping is a real challenge. Having never done this before, I was not too sure what to expect. I started with Iceland, but this led to zero progress as the delivery options stated 'fully booked'. Oh well, Asda, then?
Asda was a frustration and I seemed to have to shop first, which I did. My 38 items for £91 sits in the basket (metaphorically of course) and there is zero opportunity to have a delivery or a click and collect time to get my hands on it in the next seven days. Oh well.
I thought I'd have a look at Morrisons. This turned out to be even more puzzling; I found the link for online shopping, but within a second of clicking found myself in some sort of holding zone.
Yes, that's correct, I would have to wait for almost 12,000 people to go first. Now, I have heard of queues but this is madness indeed. Whatever I was expecting (not much) I was unprepared for this last nudge in the goolies.
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Sunday, 12 April 2020
Saturday, 4 April 2020
4.4.20 A Changed World
Earlier this year, I was pleased to have had a visit from my niece one weekend - Friday afternoon to Sunday. I dropped her off at the bus station on Sunday in time for the National Express vehicle to take her a couple of hundred miles. This necessitate a short drive into town, and I of course walked her to the terminal to wave her off. This little excursion for me raised some issues - not for her, but for me.
The location of the bus station meant a need to park, and so I made use of a Sainsbury's car park, and my niece had time to nip in and get a drink for the journey. On the way home, soon after, I recalled a number of elements in my efforts to see her off, that made little sense, and highlighted the massive differences in the world, compared to when I was her age.
The location of the bus station meant a need to park, and so I made use of a Sainsbury's car park, and my niece had time to nip in and get a drink for the journey. On the way home, soon after, I recalled a number of elements in my efforts to see her off, that made little sense, and highlighted the massive differences in the world, compared to when I was her age.
- The need to park at all. There is no drop off facility at all; in the old days, it was always possible to simply drop someone off, be that at a bus station, train station or even airport. These days, even access to the road closest to the relevant place is restricted, and unless you are driving a taxi, there's a fine looming.
- Sainsbury's was open. When I was my niece's age, there was no such thing as a supermarket being open for business on a Sunday.
- The car park was a pay and display. Yes, the first fifteen minutes was free but then it was chargeable. Having to pay for parking in a Sainsbury's is certainly a massive change from my twenties, when no such arrangement would have been considered.
- Water. We entered the shop and she picked up a bottle of water - Evian - and took it to the checkouts. It is so sad that water is even for sale; this was only just becoming a 'thing' in my day, and only Perrier was knocking around.
- The cost. It would have freaked me out back then to know that someone would pay £1 for a small bottle of water.
- Favourite. My niece declared that Evian is her "favourite" water. How on earth did such a view ever need to come about?
- Self service. The checkout was actually a self-service scanning point. Again, such a change, and I could never have imagined this when I was her age.
- Card payment. Perhaps rather more of a shock would have been that a card could be used to pay for a purchase of just £1.00 - and not even that! The fact that it could be contactless!
- Mobile. Even more mind-blowing would have been the thought that nothing would be needed other than the wave of a hand holding a mobile phone, although when I was her age, mobile phones did not exist, let alone purport to be 'smart'.
- Bags. Not that one was really needed, but bags being chargeable was something I could not have imagined either.
So much is different now. All those years ago, life was so much simpler. Now it's all a bit mad, and the levels of progress (if that's what it's called) are really quite amazing. How could I ever have foreseen: that I would have to find somewhere to park, that it would be pay and display, in a Sainsbury's that was open, that we'd need a bottle of water, that it might be classed as "favourite", that it would be a pound, that paying would be self service, that payment would be by a phone, and that a bag if needed would cost money. Blimey.
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