I was fortunate enough to be able to attend the Hawthorn-Western Bulldogs qualifying final. I like one or two beers at the footy and a pie. The prices are ridiculous, but for my simple needs I'm prepared to absorb them. At a nearby snack bar — a wonderful example of disorganised chaos if I've ever seen one — I spied a ham, cheese and salad sandwich with a sticker price of $7.90. Nearly eight dollars! For a pretty ordinary-looking sandwich! Highway bloody robbery!!! It seems that the AFL's licenced caterers feel that an essentially captive audience warrants charging like wounded bulls.
Saturday, September 06, 2008
The heritage of Dick Turpin
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I was fortunate enough to be able to attend the Hawthorn-Western Bulldogs qualifying final. I like one or two beers at the footy and a pie. The prices are ridiculous, but for my simple needs I'm prepared to absorb them. At a nearby snack bar — a wonderful example of disorganised chaos if I've ever seen one — I spied a ham, cheese and salad sandwich with a sticker price of $7.90. Nearly eight dollars! For a pretty ordinary-looking sandwich! Highway bloody robbery!!! It seems that the AFL's licenced caterers feel that an essentially captive audience warrants charging like wounded bulls.
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