The regular Christmas traditions are kept truly alive & well here in the pennines.
The supermarket are happy to take the money but cant be arsed gritting the carpark.
The place is full of panicking shoppers as if the place is closed for 2 weeks not 2 days.
The obligatory hysterical woman who cant believe the turkeys have sold out.
The perfume counter is full of stressed blokes who have been taken by surpise by the fact that its christmas despite having 363 days notice.
The fact that I leave with nothing but a festive lamp post in my trolley.