Today marks the one year anniversary of the day I bought a packet of Polos for 90p.
It wasn’t deliberate, I just wanted Polos. I was stunned at the price when she told me, and in that unthinking trance handed over the money. It was as if she’d said ‘That’ll cost two unicorns’ and, instead of questioning the ludicrousness of the situation, I just handed them over.
90p for Polos. How low have we sunk?