…clucked and flapped around the farmyard protesting the inevitable plummet of Heaven toward Earth. Not even this sage like poultry could have predicted the instantaneous appearance of an enormous French hypermarket within the county limits of my local town.
Seemingly overnight this behemoth of consumer heaven has landed its air-conditioned aisles in our midst, thrusting shiny [...]
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...proudly sporting a ridiculous mini-mal I marched boldly from the surf shop.
Stopping briefly to hand my spectacles to a passer-by I stumbled blindly into the sea...
