chapter 5 - a splodge on the blogscape

Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Today on splodge...


Evil wee Knee-ville

At the supermarket the other night, we encountered this rather strange family shopping, which is of course what most people do in supermarkets.

What made this family stand out were several things:

They shopped as a family (Mum, Dad, 4 kids)
The kids bounced around like they'd had party pills for dinner
There was a little boy called Charles (what were they thinking???)
The father was constantly berating young Charles for touching things, yet Charles looks to be well under 3
Charles was riding a bike, a bike with outriggers

Young Charles was lethal with his bike and so were his trainer wheels.

It seemed that no matter where we went, this family were there ahead of us and every time, Charles and his damned bike were riding around in front of someone's trolley while his brain dead father honked "Chaaarles, look out" or "Chaaarles, be careful" or "Chaaarles watch the trolleys". I tell ya, it was damn near enough to send me right off mine. Toddlers with bikes do NOT belong in supermarkets with shoppers and people who would name their kid Chaaarles and subsequently honk it repeatedly in public should be forbidden from ever breeding.

I mean, look at the potential outcome! Kings in Waiting and those who become outlaws of Kings in Waiting and Kings of Silent Comedy.







See what I mean? Risky, eh, you end up wearing a tie.

That's all for now, you may go.



2 Comments:

At 5:09 AM, Blogger Flattie dripped...

They say that the family that plays together stays together, but to me, supermarket shoppingaint a game. Its a very serious survival of the fittest adult occupation, right up there with crocodile wrestling & stingray bothering. Labour may well claw back some of the political points they seem to have lost if they raise the age of a supermarket trolley licence to 18 & limit shopping parties to 2 consenting adults maximum. At our local, they have aq chicane through the fruit & vegetable section right at the startline. It seems to have been usurped as a children's playground & general social area. Very frustrating when all you want is milk & a couple of pots of cat tucker....

 
At 11:37 PM, Blogger Morticia dripped...

Love that chicane (and the road kill)

vaaarrrrrroooooooommmmmmmmm

 

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