Given that this is the fifth time Boots has had its front door smashed in the last twelve months, I should think they're starting to look at other options than having a store in our fair town.
Pravda reports that the pot of money available to our local leaders is rather more than I suggested. They actually have around 80K for special projects.
Now, that would buy some fine strapping lads to provide security, not to mention a few CCTV cameras, surely?
Of course, it won't help breed the chaos Ma Brown needs so she can declare her military crackdown and impose a state of martial law.
What it is, though, is a damn fine deli. Bread, pies, ice cream (including the finest chilli ice cream) made on the premises by young Andy, who is the ex-Chef of Tubby's.
Compared to the Rocky Deli, the service is friendly, the cheeses are tops (and so are the meats the carnivores in the family tell me), and he does catering too.
He even made me a pie specially for xmas dinner. So this is by way of payback.
Just opposite Lishman's too...
The phrase comes from, I believe, Byron, who, when asked how his honeymoon went, replied, 'Call it rather a treacle moon'.