The price of milk
I've just done my weekly shopping and, yes, everything is more expensive. A half a kilo of tasty cheddar for $10? Unbelievable really. Rice is up, flour is up, my Dad even balked at the price of potatoes.
But there is one way to keep your grocery bill down ... cleanskins! $7.99 at Foodtown for a perfectly serviceable Hawke's Bay Chardonnay? Stick your cheese.
I also got a tyre changed while I was out. According to the guy in the tyre bay: China is collapsing but nobody wants to talk about it ahead of the Olympics; Labour will be a minor party after the election; Michael Cullen should have just let Toll's NZ railway business go broke and bought the assets for a song - like any good capitalist; the country's in deep shit; and much more.
But there is one way to keep your grocery bill down ... cleanskins! $7.99 at Foodtown for a perfectly serviceable Hawke's Bay Chardonnay? Stick your cheese.
I also got a tyre changed while I was out. According to the guy in the tyre bay: China is collapsing but nobody wants to talk about it ahead of the Olympics; Labour will be a minor party after the election; Michael Cullen should have just let Toll's NZ railway business go broke and bought the assets for a song - like any good capitalist; the country's in deep shit; and much more.
posted by Rob O'Neill at 3:30 PM
3 Comments:
Hi Rob,
Finally, a post about something I can get my teeth into...
The price of food is a mystery on a par with that of airline prices. Do they just make them up as they go along? Somebody's idea of a joke perhaps?
Here am I, as you know, in the middle of the Arabian desert (actually I'm on the edge of it) and I can get Anchor cheese at my local supermarket for about 25% of what it costs me in NZ. How does that work?
Tomatoes here are also 1/7th - yes one seventh - of what I paid in Auckland last June.
I've been meaning to drop Mr Cullen a line about this, asking if we could give me the party line. But it's just too hot - 45 degrees yesterday afternoon and 36 degrees at breakfast time this morning.
As you can see, I'm dealing with some weighty issues here...
I look forward to seeing you over the winter, when I'll be setting up a veggie garden on Waiheke and looking for a job. The spuds will be going in first.
I trust you are well, and well-fed.
Neil aka kiwitoffee.
Neil! You old bastard!
Curry night!
But despite all that your news is quite startling. How come yous sand-fullahs get our shit cheaper than us?
I want to know. Are there any journos out there?
Hi Rob,
Curry night. Yeaaaaaah baby!
There are loads of journos here but most have had their hands chopped off. Those that haven't, have had their consciences surgically removed.
The journalism here is in its early stage of development, shall we say.
I'm doing my grocery shopping tomorrow (exciting, hey?) and it really is a bit mad the way food prices work here. I've given up trying to understand how it might work.
As one former colleague used to say: 'I don't know whether to laugh, cry, shit myself or go blind'.
Come over, do a bit of investigative journalism, lose a limb.
Actually, I do jest. It's not quite that bad, at least here.
Anywaaay, I must let you know (if you don't already) the Massey High 40th reunion has been put back till Easter next year. It's a bit of a stretch associating MHS with anything to do with Easter but, as I mentioned in an email to Wal Kiely, at least it gives us a bit more time to try and get into some sort of shape to impress the girls!
Neil, aka anonymomous old bastard.
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