Feeling guilty about not feeling guilty

[andygates]

There's a new Tesco in town - a full-fat jobbie, no less, with frocks and pills and a 24-hour garage. I'm delighted, and I'm also impressed with the building, which uses lots of wood and glass instead of concrete and steel.

But we're supposed to be down on Tesco, aren't we? I mean, yes, they built on a greenfield flood plain site and that's evil, but they've got everything non-specialist I need under one roof with long opening hours. I can ride over with the trailer in the evening and not face silly little shops that close at five; the local catchment is up to fifteen miles for this store, because mid Devon is a retail desert.

The local lampposts are full of grumble about the eebil Tescopoly... but they and the Council have laid on two new looping bus services that go all over town, and there is no damn room for a bike lane (ptui!) on the A377, and there is a whole new no-through access road that's ideal for A-road-hating bike wusses.

Comments

[despaer.livejournal.com]

I've noticed that with regard to Tesco, and other supermarkets. Everyone hates them up until they go shopping and then they are great.

I think that the one thing that they do need to sort out though is this business of screwing their suppliers into the ground to drive prices for us down. I am pretty sure most of us could cope with slightly higher prices and would prefer to know that there weren't people getting shafted on the production line, just as we do when trying to avoid buying child labour clothes.

[andygates.livejournal.com]

True dat.

[ravenbait.livejournal.com]

I try to avoid Tescos, to be honest, because they're not quite as good to their suppliers as Sainsbury's. But we're spoiled for choice.

So is that where the petrol station was just as you come into Crediton or what?

[andygates.livejournal.com]

No, it's extended the edge of town out a couple of hundred metres more. It's on that bit of flat grass.

[ladyjulian.livejournal.com]

I learned recently that Tesco are (very) marginally nicer to their milk suppliers than the convenience store I had deliberately been using instead.

[andygates.livejournal.com]

The automatic response comes easy: "Wow, what did the convenience store do, light burning crosses in their milking parlour?"