Just for you Wagglebee
The secrets of a Yellow Sticker Queen.
I swiftly cruise my favourite shelves looking for bargains. I scan the premium sausage stand which is conveniently close to the premium meat aisle, then I head for the Just Cook chicken ready meals, then the pizzas and then desserts. Sometimes yellow stickers are all I have in my basket.
People are coy where I live so no sharp elbows are required. I think many of them are embarrassed to buy reduced food - like the person who chose the full-price chop over the reduced one today. I was itching to grab it but hung back out of politeness because she was in front. She didn't even consider it. That's just mad to me. Either you're going to eat it tonight or tomorrow or stick it in the freezer.
The reductions in my mum's two local Sainsbury's were unbelievable - she'd pick up a fillet steak reduced from £7 to £1. I think it's that a lot more people probably shop online there than in my local store so they get stuck with stuff and reduce from about 2pm.
One of our best days was the day I drove over to her in a borrowed Lotus Elise. Where she lived was very TOWIE.
It was tiny and it went like a rocket. On the way back she asked to stop in Sainsbury's. She loaded her trolley with tons of reduced meat - really good stuff. I got a bit nervous about being able to get it back and she told me not to be so stupid. She packed it in the boot, which was about the size of a kitchen sink, like a Jenga master. She then stacked everything else under her legs and on her lap to the ceiling.
There was no back seat but we drove home with some free range chickens behind our heads.
Rear view mirror was useless, I couldn't see out of her window but there was a driver's side mirror.
The last time was when I had to go to her solicitor to sort out her will. I stopped off in Sainsbury's on the way to the station. I had six bags. It's what she would have wanted 