The Christmas Sales and Gerry Anderson

What a day! Had some power cuts, some frost and Gerry Anderson has moved off the planet. The flood water has receded but the flooded fields look quite pretty in the light of the local retail park.

Sales abound. Many years ago these were the January Sales, now we have the desperation sales. Comet has of course crashed to earth but Halford's (the folk who told me to come back on a Saturday to have a bulb replaced since they employ schoolchildren at weekends and they have small hands and are much more adept at repairing cars), Homebase (a latter day Woolworths who seem quite lost and unsure what to sell), Argos (you can buy it and take it home, but your not allowed to see it) and of course that strange shop with the intimidating picture of a policeman set against the pile of bog rolls and the slogan "bottom prices", Home Bargains I think its called.
The local recycling centre has graphed the relationship between the sales and the amount of stuff being chucked into skips. When the sales are on they put out extra skips.
Today the pound shop was closed. I am reliably informed that they will be having a 50p sale in the morning. My local outlet has around 60 tons of stock most of which doesn't really work or is completely pointless (pink fluffy Iphone covers, incense sticks which make your house smell of cigarette smoke and of course those bendy garden trowels).

Am tempted to e-mail the local council suggesting that they set out some skips outside the Poundland outlet in the town so as to save folk the trip to the local skip.
Nice light though. Thanks Gerry for the trip.