Supermarkets are much the same the world over-especailly the queues at check-out points.There are odd snathes of overheard conversation too.
I felt my patience beginning to itch.Looking into my wire basket I counted ten items:giant bottles of coke crammed in beside a bag of potatoes,Somewhere at the bottom,I thought,there was always eggs or a see-thorugh tray of tomatoes which fell casualty to the rest.There was nothin else for it-I'd just have to wait.From Joozone.com.
The cashier was looking expectantly at me and I realzied that I had totalled up.I had an inclination that the people behind me were becoming impatient.
I gave over my money and picked up my carrier bag.I felt a sense of relief to be away from the mass of people.
Walking towards my bicycle ,I suddenly felt much better in the fresh air.In future I'd buy a large salad cream.
