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Massaging me bits

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"I'm a prostitute robot from the future!" The immortal words of Bill Bailey in "Black Books" when trying to work out what a home neck massager was and holding it up to his chest. Well I haven't got one of those yet, but if Homedics foot massager is anything to go by I soon will. Now I have always suffered from both sore feet and a sore neck. Most of my other bits seem to be OK most of the time. Now some years ago I did have a brief dalliance during a single period with a young lady whose speciality was foot rubs. It does seem however that this is not a common hobby of most women - I can think of another activity unsuitable for a family audience that you've got more chance of getting than a foot rub. Thankfully, kindly wifey has indulged me for some years, but what with her recent RSI on the wrist, I've had to reluctantly give her some leave. However, this can now be permanent as she has very kindly purchased me a Homedics foot massager - and he...

The Joy of Aldi

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So - I've finally done it. Swallowed my pride, buried my snobbery and ventured into Aldi to do some shopping. So what's it really like? Read on... I am sure there must be many people like me out there who brought up on a supermarket landscape dominated by the likes of Tesco, Sainsbury, Asda etc find it very hard to imagine shopping at a discount store. The big chains have ingrained into us a way of life and a general dependence that's hard to break - the mindset being perhaps "Yes, but if I go to Aldi I won't get my clubcard points". Yes - your clubcard points, face value of 1p in every £1 you spend in Tesco, is it really that big a deal? I do often laugh when I think of people getting their £10 of vouchers for the £1000 they've spent in store over the previous quarter and thinking how clever they are doubling them up for some vouchers or other. Yet this paltry saving pales into comparison against the amount the big supermarkets have made in prof...