Oh God, I swear our local supermarket moves the fresh fish every three weeks. It’s always the fish and it just fills me with rage. I don’t want to do a meter by meter search for a chunk of salmon while my picky children are whining and chewing on my kneecaps.

Not defending this particular wool shop but often those sorts of specialty shops also have an online side. Weird that they would throw customers out though

Also if you spend time with chickens, you realize without a doubt that birds = dinosaurs. Especially if you raise them from chicks, their awkward teenage stage is like half bird, half lizard anyway.

Oh good, I’ve been missing this one, couldn’t subscribe fast enough.