The strip

With middleman taking to his bed and just sitting (late of this parish) just moaning about a just broken pinky the choice was a cinema trip on my jack jones or a more glamorous alternative.

Aldi won.

Incidentally, when closing time arrives they really want you out. Lights off, automatic screens down in front of the refridgerated stuff... nearly suffered a chafing going for that milk. And the till guy actually went faster than normal if you can imagine that.