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Well, if they are reading this thread, I'm going to put my story from another thread here, as I think it's important for them to hear.


My mum has pretty bad eye sight (registered blind), and can find shopping hard. Now obviously in a butchers shop you can't get right up close to the produce, and have to read the little labels (I have crap eyesight too, not as bad, but still find it hard to read these little labels). Now, on more than one occasion, my mum has gone in to WR, and has left feeling very upset about the brash impatient manner in which she was treated when asking for help from the counter staff. She has said that it was one particular man.


Now, to be fair, the man may well not have realised that she had sight problems, it is, ironically, a non visual disability. However, this still doesn't excuse it, if someone is asking for help, surely you should help them, and then they will buy your product, that is what you're there to achieve.


Finally, my mother is not the type to get upset easily, and is used to dealing with life with limited sight, and not one to make a mountain out of a mole hill, so the fact she felt the need to tell me about this suggests that it really got to her.


Having said all that, you do good meat at good prices, but please keep this in mind.

I'm not knocking your tale of woe Keef just looking for clarification. Why would your mum need to read the labels in the butcher? Surely she goes in and asks for the meat she wants and is served it? If she needs to know what sort of sausages they've got she asks and they tell surely?

If folk don't like William Rose don't go there. It seems to keep enough people happy to have them coming back for more every weekend. And those that don't go every weekend can get their turkey elsewhere. I really don't see the problem.

Plus the dark haired girl (the boss's daughter?) is hot.

I second that Lidl do great european deli stuff - some great stuffed chilli peppers and other anti-pasta and I recently had their Gluwein - which went down a treat at a Bonfire party.


Bit of an unknown gem for unusual stuff amongst the chattering classes.

Jamma, you're fairly new to the forum methinks and I think you've taken Keef's posting as some moaning minny. His mum is registered blind and as he said she felt belittled and uncomfortable. Isn't that enough of a good reason to have a gripe. Boot on foot here mate.

I'm certainly not new to the forum. (Just having a quiet week at work so can post more!).

If Keef's mum is registered blind how can we be sure she was even in the butchers? Maybe she went into Mrs Robinson and asked for a couple of chops and half a pound of mince. In which case the assistant would be justified in being rude. (But probably wouldn't be because I've always found the staff in Mrs Robinson perfectly cheery).

I tried making lite of it by saying "It's not like she got upset because they looked at her funny, she wouldn't have seen it if they had", but where do you get off, you're out of order!


Oh and to answer your question "If Keef's mum is registered blind how can we be sure she was even in the butchers?" Only 4% of registered Blind people have no vision at all.


Visually impaired people also use their other senses for clues to assist them with orientation. One example of this could be a person using their sense of smell... Butchers shops smell... You keeping up here?


Edited because I calmed down slightly.

Ok - I'll run with this one just in case


Rach why are we all mad?


I know you mentioned "half the price" and Bernard Matthews - but are you serious?


First of all, this:

Can you smell the ammonia yet?


Secondly - as I've said before - I'll buy one free-range bird and one Matthews (or similar) bird and cook both simultaneously - watch as the battery chicken colours and pops and oozes water - the very spirit of Christmas!

Hmm, didn't quite understand the comment about the middle class either. What's wrong with wanting to buy a good quality product at a reasonable price? I'm not particularly well off but when it comes to eating I'd much rather queue on a Saturday afternoon to buy good meat for the week, enough for 2 meals, and eat vegetarian the rest of the week than buy 7 days worth of protein enhanced, water injected, mass bred cutlets.


It's nothing to do with class aspiration and everything to do with wanting to know that what I put into my body is good for me. It is a temple, after all :-S


edit: I know I said in another thread I was off to LL for some drinks...well I am, I DO have a life...just waiting on some body to turn up:-$

Class? blegh. No such thing, just different levels of slavery.


That mouse in your hand is the shackle of our times

That mortgage, bonded labour

That degree like fuking the plantation boss

You get rewarded with his favour


Dammit see what you?ve done now. I get back from the pub and get roped into talking a load of old toot again.


Rach you were of course correct about the ?You're all mad? bit.


(Makes a change from coming up with limericks at least :-S )

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