Do you remember watching the news on Boxing Day in years gone by where a roving reporter would be interviewing people queueing up at the crack of sparrow fart outside Woollies to stake their claim on a midi hi-fi system that was going for a song?
Some of them would have been queueing since Christmas Eve.
My old mum used to say it was the very antithesis of the Christmas spirit. And I'm tempted to agree.
I remember one year, a couple in our street camped out outside MFI in Llantrisant in order to get their mitts on a particularly fetching formica topped nest of tables.
Christmas in a cold, wet carpark in Llantrisant! The mind boggles.
Anyway, does this stll happen or are all the bargains to be had at your fingertips online these days? I only ask because the old man's family are over Boxing Day so I may escape upstairs to the office for a bit of fingertip action myself.
Some of them would have been queueing since Christmas Eve.
My old mum used to say it was the very antithesis of the Christmas spirit. And I'm tempted to agree.
I remember one year, a couple in our street camped out outside MFI in Llantrisant in order to get their mitts on a particularly fetching formica topped nest of tables.
Christmas in a cold, wet carpark in Llantrisant! The mind boggles.
Anyway, does this stll happen or are all the bargains to be had at your fingertips online these days? I only ask because the old man's family are over Boxing Day so I may escape upstairs to the office for a bit of fingertip action myself.
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