Tesco Discussion Chats & Grabbits 11+ Xmas/NY (Incorporating HC's Glitch & B1tch Pub)

jumblejack

I just heard a quote that made me stop n think:

Contentment makes a poor man rich.
Discontentment makes a rich man poor.

Just though I'd share it here with y'all!

Sometime we forget to remember the things we already have!

SaverSavvy123

lindos90 wrote: »

Well a very disapointing trip to Ch&sterfi&ld extra last night. No woopsies at all:(. Must have missed it. All meat Jan 3rd or later, none knocked down, same for fruit and veg. Workers just turning boxes over where there was no produce, not a reduced sticker anywhere.

Very little Christmas stuff left either, and nothing better than half price. Pah, most of that was half price before Christmas anyway! (Im so tight even 50% doesnt get me doing no more!! :rotfl:)

Happy new year to all the 11+ers, and keeping my fingers crossed that today is the day for Sunshine, I remember the 'very pregnant' feeling SO well, Im sure you will have your baby in your arms soon:)

My new years resolution is to be braver and buy more glitches (dispite my OH claiming we have enough already!), and not to dilly dally and miss things (im already regretting not buying more OEP as my stock of wraps has been depleted over Christmas)

Take care all, and Im really looking forward to finding my own glitch to share with you all, so I can start to contribute properly on here as well as just asking for advice!:)

Hi Happy New Year to you and your family! I dont think that the Extra does great whoopsies, there never seems to be anything in the cabinet and the odd thing that is in there only has a few pence off, its either that or they do mega reductions and they are grabbed in seconds.

I did call in the new Asda yesterday and the very nice lady with the reduction gun did tell me that they reduce 3 times a day, in the morning again about 2 and then about an hour before closing. It depends on the amount she has to reduce as to how much she can take off but she did say that some stuff was reduced to 10p and 5p a couple of days ago and yet yesterday she only had three trays of meat to reduce.

I think we need to share tactics here until we find the optimum time to go and tackle A & T. Here is to a v succesful 2012 for us all :T

jumblejack

Just seen your siggy supersavvy123:
The safest way to double your money is to fold it over and put it in your pocket. -Kin Hubbard

Made me chuckle as I have washed clothes without checking my pockets on numerous occasions :eek:

caz2703

midwinter wrote: »

On the plus side, free prescriptions, and free uni education....

Our wonderful education minister has removed funding from grammar and prep schools as every child should be free to study wherever they want. Not getting into an argument over it but it's something I don't agree with. No free uni education but I think the fees are capped. I was the last of the bunch to get a free degree. My poor bro was among the first to have to pay. That's what he gets for being the second child :rotfl:

On the plus side, we get free prescriptions, some extra public/bank holidays (St Patricks Day and July 12th & 13th) and we get the booze offers. Almost makes up for living in this shambles of a country

@Kadison - I know he's gone to a good home as I took the time to go back to the rescue centre and find out. The ex apparently checked a couple of times but has never mentioned him being rehomed. He was a lovely doggy albeit confused. We probably went overboard at the start i.e. he was allowed on the settee, on the bed, had the run of the house then when DS1 came along, the ex made the doggy stay downstairs at night cue lots of crying and door scraping. He was a bit bouncy as well, funny with strangers especially men & kids but with me he was lovable and fab.

@Westvleteren - I'll swap you SNP for our bunch of muppet politicians over here :T

swoods59

This is my baby who is 6 months old now. Poor thing lost 5 baby teeth yesterday, love him to bits

jumblejack

swoods59 wrote: »

This is my baby who is 6 months old now. Poor thing lost 5 baby teeth yesterday, love him to bits

Now THAT is the nicest dog I've seen for ages. Aww

Smart1e

QPR10 wrote: »

Re public toilets, a friend sent me this a while ago

When you have to visit a public toilet, you usually find a line of women, so you smile politely and take your place. Once it's your turn, you check for feet under the cubicle doors..

Every cubicle is occupied.

Finally, a door opens and you dash in, nearly knocking down the woman leaving the cubicle. You get in to find the door won't latch. It doesn't matter, the wait has been so long you are about to wet your pants!

The dispenser for the modern 'seat covers' (invented by someone's Mum, no doubt) is handy, but empty.

You would hang your bag on the door hook, if there was one, so you carefully, but quickly drape it around your neck, (Mum would turn over in her grave if you put it on the FLOOR!) down with your pants and assume ' The Stance.

In this position, your aging, toneless, thigh muscles begin to shake. You'd love to sit down, but having not taken time to wipe the seat or to lay toilet paper on it, you hold 'The Stance.'

To take your mind off your trembling thighs, you reach for what you discover to be the empty toilet paper dispenser.



In your mind, you can hear your mother's voice saying, 'Dear, if you had tried to clean the seat, you would have KNOWN there was no toilet paper!' Your thighs shake more.

You remember the tiny tissue that you blew your nose on yesterday - the one that's still in your bag (the bag around your neck, that now you have to hold up trying not to strangle yourself at the same time). That would have to do, so you crumple it in the puffiest way possible. It's still smaller than your thumbnail.

Someone pushes your door open because the latch doesn't work.

The door hits your bag, which is hanging around your neck in front of your chest and you and your bag topple backward against the tank of the toilet.

'Occupied!' you scream, as you reach for the door, dropping your precious, tiny, crumpled tissue in a puddle on the floor, while losing your footing altogether and sliding down directly onto the TOILET SEAT. It is wet of course.

You bolt up, knowing all too well that it's too late. Your bare bottom has made contact with every imaginable germ and life form on the uncovered seat because YOU never laid down toilet paper - not that there was any, even if you had taken time to try.

You know that your mother would be utterly appalled if she knew, because you're certain her bare bottom never touched a public toilet seat because, frankly, dear, 'You just don't KNOW what kind of diseases you could get.

By this time, the automatic sensor on the back of the toilet is so confused that it flushes, propelling a stream of water like a fire hose against the inside of the bowl and spraying a fine mist of water that covers your bum and runs down your legs and into your shoes.

The flush somehow sucks everything down with such force and you grab onto the empty toilet paper dispenser for fear of being dragged in too.

At this point, you give up. You're soaked by the spewing water and the wet toilet seat. You're exhausted. You try to wipe with a sweet wrapper you found in your pocket and then slink out inconspicuously to the sinks.

You can't figure out how to operate the taps with the automatic sensors, so you wipe your hands with spit and a dry paper towel and walk past the line of women still waiting
You are no longer able to smile politely to them. A kind soul at the very end of the line points out a piece of toilet paper trailing from your shoe. (Where was that when you NEEDED it?)

You yank the paper from your shoe, plonk it in the woman's hand and tell her warmly, 'Here, you just might need this.
As you exit, you spot your hubby, who has long since entered, used and left the men's toilet. Annoyed, he asks, 'What took you so long and why is your bag hanging around your neck?

This is dedicated to women everywhere who deal with any public toilets. It finally explains to the men what really does take us so long.

It also answers that other commonly asked question about why women go to the toilets in pairs. It's so the other girl can hold the door, hang onto your bag and hand you Kleenex under the door.

Crying with laughter now...where is the Andrex on the go when you need it:rotfl::rotfl::rotfl:

lindos90

SaverSavvy123 wrote: »

I did call in the new Asda yesterday and the very nice lady with the reduction gun did tell me that they reduce 3 times a day, in the morning again about 2 and then about an hour before closing. It depends on the amount she has to reduce as to how much she can take off but she did say that some stuff was reduced to 10p and 5p a couple of days ago and yet yesterday she only had three trays of meat to reduce.

I think we need to share tactics here until we find the optimum time to go and tackle A & T. Here is to a v succesful 2012 for us all :T

I'll remember that about asda, good for future reference when Im not feeling so defeated!
When we came out of Mr Ts we passed Asda, lights still on, and I nearly suggested stopping off there just in case, but didnt want to push my luck (OH is not so keen on my Mr T obsession and was more interested in getting ready to go out for the evening -honestly whats he like, all the wrong priorities!):rotfl:

Dizzy_Ditzy

Smart1e wrote: »

Crying with laughter now...where is the Andrex on the go when you need it:rotfl::rotfl::rotfl:

certainly not in any of the 3 T's i have been to today. I'm starting to think that you lot are just winding me up! :rotfl:

mymerrywidow

auto.armadillo wrote: »

Resolutions anybody?:beer:

yes, mine is too see 2013!!