Another closed shop

discovered this morning, as I contemplated spending perhaps as much as £10 on a SIM to measure coverage from a different provider.

I did buy a SATA cable from him in the summer. My twinge of regret at the closure reminds that the fishmonger (a word not even in my smart phone dictionary) is closing, as he retires. I bought some haddock last year, and a couple of kippers (another unknown word) earlier this year. Not enough to make a difference to either.

The good news is that rough cider is back on sale, at the new farmshop. I'd better buy something there soon.