She drives me crackers.
This time over milk.
After I saw a dairy farmer on BBC breakfast the other week saying how difficult supermarkets were making his life wrt milk prices i.e they buy it off him for buttons and sell 4 pints for a quid, I've been buying more expensive milk. Not massively more expensive, just paying £1.36 for 4 pints instead of a quid. Yesterday in Waitrose I picked up my £1.36 milk and mum goes "Go up to Iceland
you can get the same for a pound there" I reminded her of the chat we had about the sad dairy farmer and she went "ahhh yes. But just you buying that milk won't make a difference to him. Save your 36 pee and get up to Iceland."
AIBU to want to cry some days?