I haven’t felt very well the past couple of days. I mislaid an inhaler the other day, so I had to resort to an almost dead device.
Which didn’t work very well, leaving me struggling a little.
But, in my local, I was able to acquire a new inhaler. OK, so it’s of the stubby variety, but it worked straight away.
And, for the first time in a couple of days, I can breath normally again.
So the Subway franchise has released a vegan patty. That’s obviously a good thing from my perspective. But, perhaps more important is the associated advertising campaign.
To see advertising for a vegan product on the sides of buses and posters at bus stops is a pretty huge step, unimaginable just a couple of years ago.
No doubt, this move has been influenced by the success of the Greggs’ vegan sausage roll and Subway will be hoping to see the increased turnover experienced by that company.
Still, whatever the motives, it’s a good thing for vegans.
And they’re quite nice too.
We’ve been decorating and once more have a functional bedroom.
A dozen or more years ago, I found an old enamel sign, buried in the garden. It’d had a hard life and parts had rusted away. But it’s still a cool thing and would have originally been fixed to the front wall of the house, in the days of its life as a shop.
For a while, the sign was hung at the top of the stairs, but redecoration resulted in its retirement to a dusty corner.
However, As of today, it now sits proudly in the bathroom.
The sign originally advertised a daily newspaper, News Chronicle. This went bust in the 1930s, so the sign’s most likely from the early 1900s. Beamish museum has a more complete version.
I’d imagine that it was relegated to the garden in the early 60s, when the shop moved from its long time newsagent role to one of general dealer.