It happened at a Tesco supermarket in Northumberland.
A supermarket is a market which is super.
For ease of reference, Tesco is the trade name given to certain markets which for cultural reasons are designated in the public mind as supernatural.
Northumberland is a physical plane location in Old Europe.
Two women were standing by the kitchen rolls.
One said to the other: "What are you giving it for supper?"
The other said: "I'm giving it fish. It doesn't like onion mash on Tuesdays."
I said: "It's Saturday today. Why not give it engine oil?"
The two women looked at me.
One of them said to the other: "Funny people you get in here, Doris."
For me, this was an epiphany.
For them, it was just another day out.
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