Now I’m more than happy to spend £30 on a bottle of wine without batting an eyelid, untold ridiculous amounts on a top class cushion from Kristjana S Williams, no problems at all with poncy overpriced John Lewis linen bedding; I understand why life is so expensive, everyone needs to make a living…. but….
Nine quid for a fucking lightbulb! Sweet Jesus on a Tandem! My arse went through my stomach, I fell to the floor and was gasping for breath.
Hey Diddley Ho, off to Barrafina for lunch knowing the warm light of the 621 Lumen GU5.3 will bathe us in goodness for many a year… it had better, or I’ll be back at the lighting shop in a vicious mood armed with a baseball bat.
