Getting up early wasn’t a problem as we had another bad night with Maggie and got about 3 hours sleep. We’re not sure if it was something she ate or something she sniffed, but poorly she was and I was cooking her some rice at 3am.
She slept from 3.30 to 5 and from 5.25 to 6.50 so had some rest and although subdued, seems better this morning though obviously we are having a very quiet day.
So, the morning battlefield.
I had not been looking forward to this morning, but we’d decided to shop once a week to replace what we’d used the previous 7 days in order to keep on top of things.
The plan was to leave here at 10 to 8 ready for 8 o’clock opening, but seeing a lot of cars leaving the estate at 7am, I rang next door and asked if she was ready for an earlier start.
We left at 25 past 7 and I got a lovely parking space right by the door at half past.
The car park was more or less empty and there were four people in front of us. Spirits were good and we were laughing and joking about not wanting toilet rolls, promising not to run anyone over in the stampede, and discussing the latest local news and events.
At a quarter to 8, the car park started to fill, but not excessively so, which was comforting. The lassie behind me in the queue was a young Mum who had been trying to get milk and bread for the last four days. The queue behind us was building though, and by 5 to 8, it had snaked out of the car park and down the road to the community centre.
The doors opened at 8 and people tried to push in front, so we closed ranks with our trolleys and told them to get in line with everyone else.
It was an orderly and jovial entrance, but once inside, things soon deteriorated. It was those in the 25 to 40 age bracket that were loading their trolleys with whatever they could find, so my neighbour and I just went for it, and I didn’t care if I was going the wrong way to everyone else to get to the shelves stocking what I wanted. I was not rude or frantic.
Apart from tinned rice pudding, lasagna sheets and toilet cleaner, I got everything on my list. There were limits of 4 cartons of UHT milk and 2 antibacterial handwash per customer, but other than that, I saw no others. Plenty of bread, fresh fruit and veg and dairy products, so I got some more cheese and ingredients for a cheesecake and thought Sod the diet.
No toilet rolls, toilet cleaner, tinned meals or tinned veg like peas, carrots and mixed veg, but plenty of tomatoes, beans and red kidney beans. Loads of jars of pasta sauce.
All checkouts were operational and queues were forming at every one. Our cashier was chatty and quick, he started his shift at 5am and wouldn’t finish until 3.
In all, we were in and out of the shop within half an hour, both of us with enough to tide us over for a week. Getting in and out of the car park was now like Le Mans as people had made their own parking spaces in throughfares in their desperation to get inside.
Honestly, if everyone stopped and thought for just a minute about buying what they need and not hoarding, there is plenty to go round and the supermarkets would have enough to keep up with demand.
We are now working on next week’s list as this one progresses and hopefully should be OK.