My weekly trip to Tesco’s
on Sheila Ash (India), 09/Feb/2016 06:53, 34 days ago
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This week at our Creative Writing Group we had a visiting tutorPiers Blaikiewho post academic life has become a short story writer. He set us the following 15 minute exercise…my weekly trip to Tesco’s (I am blind).Bemused before the wall of loavesI stand and starethe choice of fayredazzles me.Four years without such markets grandmore used to buying hand to handfrom sabzi-wallas’ basketsperched effortlessly on their headsreplaced now by wheeled affairswith left hand biasesbumped and bruised by hurried shoppersthis and that flung in the hopperspewed across the exit lanegathered in and packed again.How much bread does one man need?the sourdough roll and poppy seedEndless lines of blinding choiceslost in surplus, glut and noisesMy trolley emptyMy eyes moistMy heart rejoices.© Sheila Ash 8th February 2016Memories of my first trip to a supermarket on my return the UK after living abroad.ashramblings
