A strongly-worded letter to Sir Terry Leahy, Chief Executive, Tesco Plc.

[wardytron]

I was out in Richmond out last Thursday - Richmond, Surrey I mean, not Richmond, North Yorkshire, parliamentary seat of bald former Conservative leader William Hague - meeting some friends for a drink. Well I say meeting some friends; what actually happened was I got the date wrong and they'd all gone out on the Wednesday. Apparently they'd had to

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[wardytron]

I should offer more free things on this Livejournal; people might be marginally more inclined to read it then. Anyway, yes. If you want to leave your name and address in a comment on this public Livejournal entry then I'll post it to you. Alternatively you could email wardytron@gmail.com.

[whizzerandchips]

If he answers that letter I'll give you a pound.

[wardytron]

I'm surprised he hasn't been in touch already actually. I mean I sent it on Friday so he should have read it by now. My phone number and email address were on there so it's odd that I've not heard from him. Maybe he's discussing it with Tesco Chairman David Reid.

[whizzerandchips]

He's probably gone to the Richmond store, the Surrey one, with his screwdriver to fix the machine before responding.

[wardytron]

I'll tell you who lives in Surrey - Oliver Cheatham, out of Room 5 featuring Oliver Cheatham. They reach no. 1 in April 2003 with "Make Luv."

[st_rev]

Tosca? Tesco. Tesco? Tosca. I think you'll find you have a lot in common.

[offensive_mango]

This must have been a most distressing experience.

[wardytron]

Not really. I mean I've played up the trauma side of it for Leahy's sake, but I couldn't give a toss really, it was only a quid. Christ, I hope he's not reading this.

[ruudboy]

Between you and me, I happen to know that Sir Terry Leahy, Chief Executive of Tesco plc is an ardent self-googler.

[wardytron]

The filthy swine, he's as bad as Leslie Grantham. Oh, I see.

[oldbloke]

Self-service aisles are the devil's work.
It's bad enough having to go round the store collecting everything I want to buy.
I'm old enough to remember when you went into a shop, told somebody what you wanted, and they went and got it for you. While you waited you found out everything that was going on in the village from the other people in the shop.
Tell that to kids today and they won't believe you.
Half of them don't even know that milk come from cows.
Or goats.
Or, very occasionally, sheep.

[whizzerandchips]

...or cats.

[oldbloke]

...or coconuts

[wardytron]

I like the element of freedom you get with the self-service aisle. I used to go to a Waitrose where the checkout staff would comment on what you were buying, and found myself trying to impress them. I ended up with a lot of lemongrass I didn't know what to do with when I actually wanted own-brand Frazzles.