Bargain Hunter
I watched a clipping from a newspaper for a couple of months. It was an advert for eight Daphne Du Maurier books. She's one of those authors who has interested me, without ever quite reading her - if only as a source for three Hitchcock movies. I saw the documentary and the slightly bizarre dramaticisation of her life on earlier this year ... and wanted to read her.
Yeah. But would I? I have unread books from the 1980s. £25 seemed a good deal, but was it, really?
I lost the clipping, the deal disappeared from the Guardian website, as did the offer for Humphrey Lyttleton CDs and potatoes (not Humph potatoes, although I would buy those, there was an offer for potatoes, which might have been in The Times). [it's back again.]
Last week in The Works I was staggered to find books - including the Du Maurier, for £14. Bargain. No Birds, though.
Am I going to read them? H'mmm.
Then today, Virgin - or Zavvi or Zivva or whatever they are called now - had the complete Curb Your Enthusiam for £35 - half price what I nearly paid for it last year. I could take what I saved and see if The Guardian still has the Beethoven offer.
H'mm.
I also have a large number of brussel sprouts, because they are cheap. They curry well. I wonder if they pickle? They could eke out my picalilli.