Petrol, Bread and Milk

The threatened fuel protests and subsequent panic buying of petrol has come somewhat out of left field for me, not being a driver, and it all seems somewhat bizarre. I am reminded though of when this happened last time so if it all does go stupid remember what my mate Tom said back in September 2000.

“I nip down to Sainsbury’s to stock up on my bread and milk. There was no bread. There was no milk. Nothing but middle-class housewives in turmoil: “It’s ridiculous… ridiculous… there’s no milk, no bread…” I couldn’t keep a straight face at the sheer Shatneresque melodrama of their cries.

“Needless to say, I kept a cool head and found my bread and found my milk. Ironically enough it was at the local Shell station. Nobody thought of looking there because they’d run out of petrol yesterday.”