Wow!!!! There is nothing better than a Sunday evening when you have been working all weekend.
Unfortunately retail now demands it as people expect to be able to shop 7 days a week. However most of these Monday to Friday 9 til 5-ers do not understand that most people who work on Sunday do not get double time/extra time off, or any other benefits that they assume us poor sods get.
I remember all those years ago when sunday trading hours were introduced, I felt it was the beggining of the end of civilised society. Maybe a bit extreme, but what has happened to family togetherness since Sunday shopping started?
People are more interested to trail round shopping centres. A trip to the park now means a retail park. Kids in tow whingeing about wanting this, that or the other toy/latest fashion accessory.
Quality time as a family has been overtaken by consummerism.
Yes it pays my wages which in turn pays my mortgage and bills, but it doesn't mean to say I like it.
A Sunday off work for me means a lie in, a leisurely breakfast with Baby Blonde, preparing a home made Sunday roast dinner from scratch. This means home made roast spuds and my own recipe Yorkshire puds (my family would have me publicly flogged if I used Aunt Bessies).
I try to make a point of avoiding shopping at all costs on a Sunday, so instead we make a visit to my mother's house for a cup of tea and a slice of cake. If there is a decent film on TV we will put it on and just spend time together, just being.
A Sunday to me is something that should be special, it was in my childhood and I would like my kids to feel that it was in theirs. Yes, yes I know Baby Brown isn't mentioned because, unfortunately, she is in a similar line of work that involves Sunday working, we do however have our family time when she is able.
So why TFI Sunday when I have been working???
Its early closing. Home by 4.45pm. Still time to enjoy some of my family time with my nearest and dearest.
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