July/August Newsletter from The Lavender
Pillow
Hi Everyone
We hope all is well with you and
your world.
We apologise for the lateness of the
newsletter but we are so busy with hoards of customers and staying open in the
evenings, that we just don’t get time to deal with the website updates and
writing newsletters….. So the July News letter ends up as a July/August one and
the August Newsletter ends up as an September/October one and we manage to miss
a couple in between.
Welcome to all those people who are
receiving our newsletter for the first time. You will soon find that unlike
other newsletters we are not trying to do the “hard Sell” thing. It’s more about
bringing a little insanity into an otherwise sane world…. Or is it the other way
round…. We will let you decide on that one.
Anyway, we have the usual mountain
of new stuff for you to see on the 3 what’s new pages http://www.lavenderpillow.co.uk/Whats_new.html
Or if you want to browse the whole
site, go to www.lavenderpillow.co.uk Many
of you may be wondering how we manage to keep cramming all this new stuff into
our shop every month….. We must admit that we are as puzzled as you are …..We
live in constant fear that one day the shop will just explode like some sort of
volcano and bury the whole of Mevagissey under a thick layer of alternative
giftware. But every time a new item is delivered, a gap seems to open up on a
shelf somewhere. There must be some sort of Magick going on here. It’s just as
well that we have lots of visitors filling the village at the moment to buy some
of this stuff. However, no matter how busy we get, Bazz always manages to find
time for a quick rant or two.
So what has sent Bazz into rant mode
this month…… Well firstly there is the Great British institution “The
Queue”
We spend a lot of time standing in
queues at the bank, at the post office sending out our mail order stuff, at the
super market etc. We also have the opportunity to observe people queuing at our
counter in the shop. This gives us a great insight into the queuing process and
the inherent problems with the system. You would think that a basic first come
first served approach would be a fair, amicable and trouble free way of dealing
with the situation, but then you realise that the major constituent of any queue
is people and there the problems start……. So here is the top ten of people you
dread finding ahead of you in a queue. I’m sure you will recognise most of them
and if you find yourself somewhere in the list, be warned, that each time you
visit the post office you are probably going to have a near death
experience.
- The Change Man – This guy turns up
at the bank holding two very large and heavy bags full of 1p 2p 5p and 20p
coins divided up into hundreds of little bags which the cashier has to weigh.
He then demands that these are exchanged for bags of 50p and £1 coins which
again have to be counted and weighed. This is particularly annoying when there
is only one cashier position open. Who are these people? Where do all these
coins come from? The only people who need to do this are people who own
amusement arcades, but there are only two arcades in St. Austell but dozens of
change men. We feel that most of them are just malicious individuals who go to
the bank every day and change their life savings into different denominations
just to annoy everyone.
- Betty No Mates – No queue would be
complete without a dear sweet old lady who completes her business and then
engages the cashier in a lengthy conversation about her children and her
grandchildren (and in particularly annoying cases her great grandchildren),
the weather, the price of carrots and what her neighbours have been up too and
what she had for dinner last night….and I’m 87 you know……and my hip
replacement is giving me so much trouble. This goes on until you feel that by
the time you get served you will probably be saying “I’m 87 you know” It
is just so hard to stop yourself from screaming “This is a bloody bank not the
bloody Samaritans”
- The two stage purchaser – They get
to the till and let cashier ring in their purchases and suddenly say “Oh I
almost forgot…..” They then go wandering off down the shop leaving the cashier
and the other people in the queue behind them tearing their hair out…. They
then spend 10 minutes staring vacantly at some shelf somewhere off in the
distance, completely oblivious the great up welling of hatred they are
generating.
- Polly Two Purses – She arrives at
the counter and the cashier rings in her purchases and says “that will be
£1.60 please” At this point Polly seems totally surprised at the fact that she
has been asked for some money…… she then digs into her huge handbag and
eventually pulls out a purse (The rest of queue all breathe a sigh of relief)
She rummages in the purse and after several minutes says “Oh it’s the wrong
purse” (The rest of queue let out a huge sigh of disappointment) She them
rummages in the handbag again and pulls out another purse and after a lengthy
hunt through the inordinately large number of sections in the purse,
eventually she pulls out a £20 note (the rest of the queue smile and think to
themselves “that could have been worse”)……. The cashier puts the £20 note in
the till and hands Polly £18.40 change. Polly, who has taken advantage of this
pause in the proceedings to put her purse safely away in her handbag, seems
totally surprised that she has been handed change. She rummages in the
handbag, pulls out a purse, says “Oh wrong Purse” (Queue groans) finds other
purse, puts the notes in it, puts purse away, digs for other purse (Queue
starts losing the will to live) pulls out a previously unseen third purse,
puts the 20p coins in it (she saves 20p pieces and uses them to buy bingo
tickets), digs for yet another purse for the rest of the coins, (queue starts
slashing their wrists) “Oh wrong purse”, empties entire contents of handbag
onto counter, ………… Do I need to go on…….
- Nobby No Pin – He hands the
cashier a credit card. The cashier puts it in the machine and it says that the
card has expired. Nobby says “Oh has it, oh yeah I’ve got a new one in here
somewhere” The cashier inserts the new card and asks Nobby to enter his pin
number….. Nobby says “Oh I don’t remember my pin, can’t I sign for it” The
casier explains that since February you have to use the pin number and you are
not allowed to sign anymore. Nobby says “Oh, I’ll try this one”. Machine
rejects pin. Nobby tries again. Machine rejects pin, Nobby hunts in his wallet
and pulls out a bit of paper and tries again. Wonder of wonders… the machine
accepts the pin. However his bank declines the transaction. Nobby says “ I
don’t know why that happened…. I’ve got loads of money in my account….” He
then stares blankly at the cashier apparently expecting the cashier to call
his bank and sort everything out for him. It eventually dawns on him that the
cashier is going to do nothing of the sort. “OK” says Nobby“ I’ve got another
card here…. Lets try that one….. if I can remember the pin
number”…….
- Matey bloke – Imagine the scene,
you are tenth in the queue at the post office and who should walk in…. but
Matey Bloke…… You know the one, every town has one, he seems to know everyone
and has even tried to befriend you on several occasions. He marches straight
up to the bloke who is third in the queue and says “Hello Bob me old mate. I
haven’t seen you for weeks. How’s the missus blah blah blah” Thereby
insinuating himself as 4th in the queue. The rest of the queue
mutter lots but no one is prepared to make a big deal about it. This is where
Matey bloke realises he can get away with murder and notices Fred has got to
the counter. He then pulls off his Coup de gras…. He shouts over the heads of
the people in front of him “Allright Fred…. Do us a favour and get me 10
1st class stamps… saves holding up all these people…. I’ll give you
the money for them.” Off trots Matey bloke grinning about how he has
successfully out flanked the whole queue. As he passes you he says “Allright
mate how ya doing”. You scowl at him and struggle to contain the stream of
expletives welling up inside you.
- Daisy Dropsy – You are in the
queue at ASDA and breath a sigh of relief as the person in front of you gets
to the till. They have stacked up all their purchases on the conveyor belt in
such a precarious manner that the second the cashier starts the conveyor belt
moving…… six tubs of yoghurt, a two litre bottle of coke, a litre bottle of
milk and a massive sack of kitty litter plummet to the floor at your feet and
all explode in a mad fizzy, gloopy crunchy mess all over your best jeans. You
then have to wait 10 minutes until the cashier attracts the attention of a
disinterested supervisor, who then sends a hamstrung sloth like halfwit off to
replace all the damaged items. The tannoy system spends 15 minutes asking for
a team of ASDA Aces to come and clean up the mess. The ASDA Aces (who are
sadly misnamed, as we all know they are actually jokers) are on coffee break.
The supervisor then gives in, closes the checkout and moves the cashier to an
adjacent checkout. She then utters those dreaded words “Do you all want to
come over to this one”………. There then ensues a mad scramble where the 5 people
behind you manage to form new queue at the new checkout in reverse order. You
manage to wade out of the gloopy mess, and start looking for someone to kill.
- Marty Morning After – So there you
are, it’s 5 minutes before the bank closes on Saturday morning and you are in
a queue…. and it is a queue you can’t escape from because if you don’t pay
your credit card off this morning you are going to be charged huge amounts of
interest……. Then your nose goes into spasm…… The nose is a very sensitive
organ and a well trained nose can probably work out what the dishevelled
bleary eyed bloke in front of you has been doing for the last 12 hours. To
your horror, you find your nose is telling you that this bloke went out with
his mates last night and drank 12 pints of old throkmarstons peculiar bishops
twisted nipple (or some other aptly named real ale). They decided to go for a
curry when the pub shut and he had a thermo nuclear vindaloo with extra
chillies and garlic. He washed it down with a bottle of house (paint stripper)
red wine. One his way home, he got very sweaty carrying the two large litter
bins he made friends with en route and slipped and fell in a huge pile of
doggydoos in the park. When he got home he felt suddenly tired and went to bed
with all his clothes on. He woke this morning and wondered why someone had put
diced carrots in his bed. The only things he could find in the fridge for
breakfast were six hard boiled eggs and half a kebab he had stuffed in there
last week. He was in a bit of a rush to get to the bank so decided not to
change his clothes or wash and just make do with a quick squirt of the body
spray his ex girlfriend gave him last Christmas (The Skunx effect – promise of
solitude fragrance). He is now standing in the queue in front of you wondering
what he had eaten that has given him such a bad bought of flatulence and
looking forward to going home for a nice hot bath once he has paid off his
credit card bill.
- The Born Again – You are standing
in a queue and the guy behind you notices that you are wearing a pentagram. A
sparkle comes to his eye and he says in a voice load enough for the whole
supermarket to hear “Repent your witchcraft, renounce the devil and turn to
Jesus”…… As much as you would enjoy a lengthy theological discussion, you just
know that this guy is not prepared to listen to a single word you have to say
on the subject. It’s not that you have any problem with Christians… you just
hold a different point of view. You just want to pay for your shopping and get
home before the ice cream melts. So despite being a caring, peace loving
gentle individual, you find yourself confirming everything he believes about
you and saying “If you say one more word…… I will be forced to hurt you…… hurt
you very badly indeed… It’s been nice talking to you but I need to scream now…
goodbye”
- Mad People – You are standing in a
queue in an alternative gift shop in Mevagissey and this bloke starts telling
you about the shops website and how if you sign the website guestbook he will
send you his monthly newsletter. The shop was Ok, the people seemed Ok and the
website was quite amusing so you sign the guestbook. Then you start receiving
these insane ramblings in your inbox. It’s only then that you realise you are
dealing with mad people and they have your email address. There is a simple
answer…. If you do not wish to receive our newsletters in future, just reply
to this email with the word “EEEEEEK!” in the subject field, and we will not
bother you
again.
I’m sure there are more and I’m sure
you will let me know about any I’ve missed. But what a lot of people don’t
realise is that supermarkets like to keep you in a queue so you will stuff your
trolley with all the impulse buy items that line every checkout
isle………..However, some get it right and some sadly do not have a clue…… Last
week we were standing in a queue at ASDA (behind Daisy Dropsy who had turned the
checkout into an orange juice lake.) so we had plenty of time to survey the huge
array of irresistible impulse buy items that had been provided. ASDA just don’t
seen to have a clue do they…… Now Rose and I are fairly impulsive people when it
comes to buying stuff (pink flamingo hand bags and purple cat door stops in our
shop prove this) but could ASDA tempt us with anything……. NO!....... the items
on display included…… A set of cheap wood screws that looked like they were
blunt and the heads would fall off if you tightened them up too tight……. A table
tennis set which included bats and ping pong balls but no net…. Very cheap
batteries of the type that last about 5 minutes and then leak acid all over the
place. A winter handwarmer (in July)………. Some plastic jewellery made by Disney
with a picture of a Disney character neither of us recognised……. A selection of
jelly and marshmallow sweets that even a famine victim would think twice about
putting in their mouths………. And this was the pick of the
bunch.
Rest assured we will not subject you
to this sort of torment…. If you find yourself behind Nora No Mates in the queue
at The Lavender Pillow, we have now provided an amusing slide show on our laptop
to help you stay calm and avoid killing people.
In the interest of fairness and just
to prove that Bazz is not really a grumpy old git. He has promised that next
month he will refrain from his usual monthly rant and introduce a new feature to
the newsletter, “Things that have made Bazz smile”…… Yes there are some……
Honest.
Anyway, We have rambled on far too
long this month, so we had better let you get back to the real world. So until
next month(ish).
Bright Blessings
From Bazz &
Rose
The Lavender Pillow