Welcome to Peterborough Primark, you’ll fit right in.

Welcome to Primark. A place where your average Peterbor-ian can walk in and buy a pair of jeans for £3, and not dwell on the thought any longer. They don’t think about them at all. The only thought that bounces around their skull is yay, cheap jeans. I do not shop in Primark as a matter of logical principle, and I shall tell you why.
For £3, the material for those jeans has to be bought, they have to be designed, they have to be made, they have to be regulated, the machinery that made them has to be paid for, they have to be transported, the fuel that powers that transport has to be bought, they have to be stored, the space they are stored in has to be rented, they have to be cleaned, they have to be shelved and the staff that finally sell them all have to be paid as well as the company making a worthwhile profit at the end of it all.
Somebody, somewhere down the line is being ripped off for the sale of a £3 pair of jeans to be possible. And somehow I don’t imagine it’s the corporate bosses at the top of the pile. Slave labour, or at least ridiculously low paid labour, is quite evidently being used, and everybody, from consumer to authority, is turning a blind eye.
To put it simply, Primark stands in my eyes as a gleaming example of mindless consumerism and unchecked capitalism. As a post I saw the other day aptly put it, “Eventually the poor will have nothing left to eat but the rich.”

Sorry Guys

So the few of you that follow me may have noticed that I’m rubbish at blogging at weekends. I apologise, it’s usually because I’m busy, but I do try to blog more.

Things that happened today:
• Naples (my Italian football team) won 5-1. Woo!
• I read things about quantum physics
• I went into town and found a really cool art shop with loads of Banksy stuff, but I had no camera so I couldn’t take pictures. I think I may get Em (my girlfriend) her present from there.
• I saw a horrible giant new Primark store which I will write a post about tomorrow.
• I watched my parents argue with my uncle about my other uncle.
• I ate lots of food.

That was my day. Nothing deep or inspirational, I’ll have to make up for it tomorrow.
Night all.

Quantum Physics, should make for a good read.

A Long Day in a Long Season

This is probably gonna be my only post today because it’s been a little busy, so sorry about that. Dad started teaching me to drive today, which was fun. Nothing got destroyed, whcih was more than I expected. I can go backwards, forwards and around corners, which is pretty much everything that you need to know, right?

Then came the football, a subject that is going to dominate this post. Posh 1 – 4 Blackpool. At home. Another clattering, rock bottom and staring relegation in the face. Nobody is playing well, the new loanees were dull at best. It was painfull to watch, especially seeing as we were all over them first half. I get the terrible feeling that if we get relegated to League 1, then MacAnthony and in turn Ferguson will walk. We can’t afford to. All we can do is pray for a miracle and dig in for a long, long season.

So we’re going round my uncle Giovanni’s for takeaway, it should be a good evening, nothing like spending time with the family. Apparently it’s for my good results, but who needs an excuse to get together. If I don’t post again, goodnight everybody, hope you had good Saturdays.