tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355939382949051714.post8490373903861115628..comments2024-03-27T10:44:58.358+00:00Comments on Trundling through life: Mr Todd's Grocery ShopFrugally challengedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10222391810215537820noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355939382949051714.post-71876391176549656262014-07-29T13:39:09.946+01:002014-07-29T13:39:09.946+01:00Ahh a life without supermarkets, sounds blissful. ...Ahh a life without supermarkets, sounds blissful. Bet a lot less got wasted too.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02814844278942160057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355939382949051714.post-42211330700153623322014-07-29T10:26:12.245+01:002014-07-29T10:26:12.245+01:00Even in Scunthorpe (where I grew up) the likes of ...Even in Scunthorpe (where I grew up) the likes of Mr Todd's shop had closed down by the time I was a teenager. (I was born 1951) When I take a my rose coloured spectacles off I realise that shopping like that would drive me crazy but I'll keep my RTS for everyday wear.Frugally challengedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10222391810215537820noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355939382949051714.post-20644663251601222402014-07-29T09:46:20.106+01:002014-07-29T09:46:20.106+01:00I lived in London as a child and I think we were b...I lived in London as a child and I think we were bombarded with supermarkets way before the back and beyond villages like the one I live in now. I do remember my mum having a wicker basket and I now have several round the house. Maybe that's my fondness for things of the past xAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06597069824333007603noreply@blogger.com