You may remember this darn Homebase store, it was where the strange man was muttering to himself and kicking a bucket, although - not his bucket... Anyway and there we go and on we pop... This time, there was a little chap with a yellow collecting type thing, not kicking a bucket, who was collecting on behalf of Daisy Chain, who seem to have quite a strange strap-line to their charity, if you will humbly excuse me saying so ('special needs, needs special care?'). Anyway, having spent ten minutes trying to explain I wanted a fucking composter not fucking compost to a man that seemed to have learnt his words off a spreadsheet and nothing else, I was able to return my trolley and give the man the £1 I'd had to bloody put in the thing just to walk wonder round a store where they sold little of what I actually wanted, but several crass gnomes and plenty of plastic pieces for the perfect summer landfill...
I sound terribly uncharitable don't I? Gosh. But you try and rock Homebase and be nice afterwards. Grrrr....
Image grabbed from here, sorry.
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