I don’t buy this anti-Tesco argument
So should Felixstowe have a big Tesco or not?
It’s a debate that seems to be dividing the town.
In my Friday night monthly book club we got on to the subject of the Walton development and I have to admit I was, on balance, rather in favour of the scheme.
Partly because I think it will bring jobs and prosperity to the town and partly because I fear what I describe as the middle class revolt against Tesco is short-sighted.
Tesco is a successful British company which in the cut-throat world of supermarkets has helped to keep food prices low for all of us for many, many years. It is a company that has contributed to the exchequer, employed thousands and by opening near centres of population shows sensible business strategy. Why shouldn’t it be successful? Isn’t enterprise what we keep trying to encourage?
The argument that “Tesco is too big, too powerful and we don’t want one thank you very much” doesn’t really stand up.
Anyway after a few minutes of to-ing and fro-ing we moved on to discussing books.
- 1 'This is all I've got' - Woman fighting to keep home where mum died
- 2 Teen fractured taxi driver's skull in 'shocking display of violence'
- 3 Teen taken to hospital with serious injuries after Ipswich crash
- 4 10 Suffolk celebrities and where they went to school
- 5 Cocaine dealers involved in 'Bash' drugs line in Suffolk are jailed
- 6 Woman bit dog owner during dispute over not picking up mess
- 7 Five forgotten Ipswich music venues and what they are now
- 8 Felixstowe man to star on small screen with converted Mini Cooper
- 9 'From one family business to another' - Cattermole's changes hands
- 10 Revealed: The Indian restaurants in Ipswich with five-star hygiene ratings
After a short but confusing discussion about a new and apparently rather racy novel called 50 Shades of Grey during which one of our member got somewhat unfortunately muddled between Jilly and Tommy Cooper we learned this month’s book is a crime thriller. It looked rather thick to me as well which has already put me off as I don’t like lots of words.
After we discussed books we talked about the annual book club barbecue – always a treat where rice salad is guaranteed.
This year we plumped for a British theme what with the Olympics and the economic crisis.
As a result we’ve all got to bring typically British food so I offered to take a packet of Doritos.
Talking of British things I turned the key to the door of my small Felixstowe flat with sea views (distant) and went along to the Last Night of the Jubilee Proms in Ipswich’s Christchurch Park on Saturday night with my plain-speaking-photographer-friend Lucy and a few other theatricals.
It was an entertaining evening.
We took a picnic – I bought a cheese and onion quiche because Lucy is vegetarian and wouldn’t pick out bits of ham and a rather orange scotch egg which I knew she wouldn’t eat.
I also found a can of Pimms in my galley kitchen which I supped throughout the repertoire.
In fact it was a lovely night though I was glad I had a rug over my knees.
I probably got it from Tesco.