Sweeney’s News and Food

After a long Tuesday afternoon dandering around Lisburn, what’s the one thing you need for the train journey home? A couple of magazines of course. (Well, if you’re female anyway).
The nearest newsagents happened to be Sweeneys, which, luckily for us, was filled with a large variety of glossy mags. Unfortunately, it was that time of the week when next week’s edition hadn’t yet been published, and so we were left looking at pile of magazines which we had already read. Bummer.
Thankfully, we did manage to come across a couple that we hadn’t, so all was not lost. It did take my sister a few minutes to leaf through the various glossies in order to ascertain which ones these were (well, they do all look the same after a while, don’t they?), and so while she was doing this, I noticed the lovely bright yellow stickers that adorned the shelves behind me, informing me that everything was £1.
Thankfully for me, I had my careful hat on that day, and was easily able (well, fairly easily anyway) to a) dissuade myself from purchasing several bags of Haribo and b) distract myself by turning to the job in hand (magazine selection).
Magazines sorted, we avoided the rest of the shop (for fear of my ‘careful’ hat tipping over slightly), and went straight to the till. By this stage on a busy Tuesday afternoon, I was managing to look like a bag lady… literally. With numerous plastic bags weighing down each arm, and no room for mags to fit into them, the shop assistant laughed and said she would happily provide a bag (groan…not another one).
All in all a productive visit. Thank you Sweeneys.