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Edinburgh Interiors #3

When I arrived in Edinburgh last Sunday, I spent about an hour and a half in Sainsbury's grocery stores (yes, two of them) looking for gluten-free things to eat.  I didn't find a loaf of bread or a box of crackers.  I was very disappointed (and hungry!) and maligned Sainsbury's to all my friends!

But now I have to apologize.  TIRMa called me after visiting one of these stores and said there was a section of shelves called "Free From" which is where they stock the gluten free specialty items.

Impossible! I said.  How could I have spent so much time in that store and not found it?

Well, she replied.  It is behind a pillar.*

Oh.... in that case, my sincerest apologies to Sainsbury's.





* Which just makes me think of Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy...

"But Mr Dent, the plans have been available in the local planning office for the last nine months."
"Oh yes, well as soon as I heard I went straight round to see them, yesterday afternoon. You hadn't exactly gone out of your way to call attention to them, had you? I mean, like actually telling anybody or anything."
"But the plans were on display ..."
"On display? I eventually had to go down to the cellar to find them."
"That's the display department."
"With a flashlight."
"Ah, well the lights had probably gone."
"So had the stairs."
"But look, you found the notice didn't you?"
"Yes," said Arthur, "yes I did. It was on display in the bottom of a locked filing cabinet stuck in a disused lavatory with a sign on the door saying 'Beware of the Leopard'."

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