Halfway there then. I’ve ducked out of the crowded Christmassy streets for an intermission in Starbucks.
This whole thing is clearly easier online. I headed into town with a definite list of people and a vague list of ideas, only some of which have worked out. It’s a nice feeling when it’s a winner though. Once again this year, I found myself in a shop that made me feel uncomfortable, looking for a thing I’d never seen before. Found it. Got out of there.
Would I have preferred to browse online and click a button? Of course! But I’d also prefer Amazon to pay more than 6% tax on their UK profits without reducing the high street to a cluster of discount outlets and coffee shops.
But I can’t stay on that high horse for long; I’m in a town-centre Starbucks with an irony panino, and a cup of hot hypocrisy.
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