Well done Ken and Marc for showing everyone a clean pair of clogs over Christmas. Who'd have thought there'd be such a surge in demand for tripe and onions? It's good to see there's at least one retailer that's really putting the interests of customers first. Now all they have to achieve is the cunning stunt of interposing a couple of pennies between the cost price and the retail price. On the off-chance anyone's reading this in Bradford, it's called a 'margin'.
Well done, too, to The Grocer for publishing its jobseekers' bible. Now that we've all been pointed towards getting the spelling right in the CV, showing up on the right day for the interview and removing the spinach from between the incisors, I'd be surprised if there's anyone in the industry who isn't pulling down six figures (that's excluding decimals, if anyone's still reading in Bradford).
Unfortunately, if the harbingers have their way, a few of us will be consulting The Grocer's little grey book. Squalid little bean-counters are everywhere - even now they're running their greasy mitts over the Whitehall slush funds, and I fear that DRIP account 888888 at the Banco Popular de Grenada may soon come under uncomfortable scrutiny.
Luckily, as an irreproachable public servant my job is safe (partly thanks to my clandestine acquisition of Peter Hain's special thank you list), but there's a risk that consumers may tighten the belt a notch too far, forcing some members of this noble industry to hand back the entry-level Beemer and the Londis discount card. At least Bond, Andy Bond, has made it possible to acquire a truly first-class interview suit for the princely sum of £15.
Obviously this was heavily promotional - with quality like that they could easily have charged anything up to a pound more. Just don't shake the interviewer's hand too vigorously in case the sleeve falls off.
Well done, too, to The Grocer for publishing its jobseekers' bible. Now that we've all been pointed towards getting the spelling right in the CV, showing up on the right day for the interview and removing the spinach from between the incisors, I'd be surprised if there's anyone in the industry who isn't pulling down six figures (that's excluding decimals, if anyone's still reading in Bradford).
Unfortunately, if the harbingers have their way, a few of us will be consulting The Grocer's little grey book. Squalid little bean-counters are everywhere - even now they're running their greasy mitts over the Whitehall slush funds, and I fear that DRIP account 888888 at the Banco Popular de Grenada may soon come under uncomfortable scrutiny.
Luckily, as an irreproachable public servant my job is safe (partly thanks to my clandestine acquisition of Peter Hain's special thank you list), but there's a risk that consumers may tighten the belt a notch too far, forcing some members of this noble industry to hand back the entry-level Beemer and the Londis discount card. At least Bond, Andy Bond, has made it possible to acquire a truly first-class interview suit for the princely sum of £15.
Obviously this was heavily promotional - with quality like that they could easily have charged anything up to a pound more. Just don't shake the interviewer's hand too vigorously in case the sleeve falls off.
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