I feel strangely disorientated today. Somehow I can't get away from the feeling it's Saturday. It's something to do with the stillness & quietness of the day. There doesn't seem to be the usual midweek bustle. Maybe it's partly because we went to the Pub yesterday rather than our more usual Friday and it wasn't because of some definite appointment to keep. This feeling began to hit us both last night & certainly now it's penetrated into the core of my consciousness.
I gather from PD, M&S in Lancaster was heaving yesterday. People were shopping like there was no tomorrow. They're only closing for the one day. They will be open for the rest of the Easter weekend.
It has to admitted when the Fox came back from buying the chicken at the butcher's, he commented that the only other customer there seemed to be buying the whole shop. Yet the butcher's, too, is open tomorrow.
The siege mentality is obviously setting in.
It was more understandable in the days of my youth, when most people didn't have freezers. Even fridges were not the kitchen basics they are today. Those were the days when most food had to be bought on an almost daily basis. That's not the case now.
I am confident we could keep going for a long time just with the contents of the freezer, fridge & cupboards even if we couldn't get out to the shops. I suspect that would be the case for most people. But no, it's a Bank Holiday, so vast extra stocks of food must be got in. It's like there's some ancient, now obsolete, inherited gene for stocking up even though there is no necessity to do so these days.
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