Jayne Dowle: Peace call from woman on verge of retail breakdown

AFTER the Christmas and New Year I’ve had, I won’t care if I never see the inside of a supermarket again.

Hosting a houseful for Christmas dinner, a big family gathering on Boxing Day and a party on New Year’s Eve has taken it out of me, and not just financially.

I am heartily sick of pushing my trolley up and down the aisles, filling it with stuff and having to stand in a queue and pay for it at the end. The business of supermarket shopping is fraught enough, but it’s made worse when the whole experience is a one-sided relationship: all give from us, and all take from the retailers.

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It is brought into sharp focus at this time of year. All those endless trips to stock up, when we are assaulted from all sides by “special offers” and BOGOFs which achieve nothing but filling up the fridge with ridiculous party food which never gets eaten. And that’s not to mention the nauseating television advertisements which demand our attention and tug on our purse strings.