Spar....

Last week's emotional appeal for food went without much avail. We had one offer of food, which wasn't followed through. So if you see any of the surviving resident of my house please take pity.

Once we came to terms with our lack of popularity, we discovered our saviour. Spar!!

Ooooooooo Spar! What a godsend!

Its a minute around the corner. It sells Lynx lager, which is probably the most lethal thing to come in a can, since Asda briefly sold anthrax. Plus the food is cheapish.

So its an of license, selling cheap food, and there's one on most corners. So as long as you don't mind the inevitable heart attack (due to lack of exercise and easy access to food and drink), Spar is the place for me, you and any other lazy sod.