Hey Jude, don't make it bad, Take a sad shopping trip and make it better. Remember to let it into your heart, Then you can start to make it better. Hey Jude, don't be afraid, You were made to go out and get food. The minute you let food under your skin Then you begin to make it better. And anytime you feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain. Don't carry the world upon your shoulders, For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool By making his world a little colder. Na na na, na na, na na na na. Hey Jude, don't let me down? You have found your purse, now go and get your food Jude. Remember to let it into your heart. Then you can start to make it better. So let it out and let it in, hey Jude, begin. You're waiting for someone to perform with, And don't you know that it's just you? Hey Jude, you'll do. Ta Scott. -----Original Message----- From: Judith Appleton - Email Address: judith.appleton@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx Sent On: 01/07/2009 19:22 Sent To: guide.chat@xxxxxxxxxxxxx - Email Address: guide.chat@xxxxxxxxxxxxx Subject: [guide.chat] Disastrous shopping trip at asdapë. Hello everyone, I would just like to share with you, what happened to me at Asda. I usually go to Asda on a Thursday. But I can't go tomorrow. I don't know why, but from when I got up, I dreaded going. I don't usually, because I have been going for quite a long time. Any way I got there about a quarter past ten. At first they couldn't find the person that takes me round. Twenty five minutes later he arrived. Then we couldn't find a trolley. Ten minutes later we found one. The trip round the shop went off okay. When we got to the pay out, Oh horrors! I had left my purse at home. I just didn't know what to do or say. Any way I told the person who had gone round with me. So every thing went back where it had come from, and I came home for my purse, which I couldn't find. But on the way home, I had a problem. My dog hasn't been very well, and he has been having treatment from the vet. Any way he spent tuppence. Any way, I managed to move it. Anyway I took it to Nigel at the pet stall, and asked him, if he could put it in the waste bin. Because I wasn't sure where the nearest public one was. Any way as I said I got home, and looked every where for my purse. I found it in a corner near the door. How it had got there, I don't know, but I was just glad to find it. I got back to Asda, got my things, to find that they wouldn't all fit in my trolley. So I had to put a carrier full of stuff on top, and carry it that way. I don't know how I got home. Any way all's well that ends well. Thanks for listening to my tale of woe. to those who I have told about my Cat Cleo, She is nine teen to day. Judith, from Farnworth Bolton.