So it’s over: 31 days without spending money in a supermarket. Before the post-mortem, some details about this past week.
Things I learnt this week:
- Eggs are cheaper in my local shop: only £1.09 for 6, compared to £1.57 in Sainsbury’s.
- Tesco Express (i.e. a small supermarket) stocks 26 different varieties of bottled water. You do know that you can get it out of the tap, don’t you? For free.
- Sainsbury’s is very useful: for their extensive recycling facilities and the pharmacy where I get my (free) prescriptions. This month I have shamelessly used supermarket resources in exchange for nothing.
- Expenditure at No Supermarkets: £17.00.
- Hypothetical expenditure at Sainsbury’s: £16.18.
The Final Score
- Over the course of one month shopping at No Supermarkets I spent £89.94 on food.
- The same stuff at Sainsbury’s would have cost approximately £80.28.
So what am I going to now it’s over?
Will I go running back to the fluorescent-strip-light warmth of Sainsbury’s, Tesco and Lidl? Hell no.
Was everything perfect about my month of No Supermarkets? Hell no (where the devil can I get decent, reasonably priced cheese?). Can I do it better? Hell yes. I promise myself every week that I’ll go to the local markets more often, rather than running out of food, panicking and buying soup and biscuits for dinner.
I’ve enjoyed visiting all my local and not so local shops. I’ve built up quite a rapport with a shop around the corner from where I study. Cherry flapjack: £1.05, thank-you very much.
But why do I like No Supermarkets so much?
- I don’t have to queue, like I would in the Sainsbury’s just up the road.
- I don’t have to walk around six aisles just to find the flapjacks, like I would at the Sainsbury’s.
- I’m not paralysed by the choice of six thousand different oat-based snacks you can have from Sainsbury’s. Half the time my shop doesn’t even have any of the cherry ones left. So I have banana. Variety is the spice of life and all that.
- I’m not advertised at.
- I can have a little chat with the person who serves me and they say please and thank-you like they give a shit that I came into their shop. Because they own it.
- It’s closer to the college where I study.
- I like the fact that their prices are marginally cheaper than the other little shop just across the road. It reminds me that competition is alive and well. It hasn’t just been blown away by corporate supply chains.
- I feel like the money I’m handing over for my flapjack is going to someone I know.
- The lighting isn’t so bright. Not everything gleams. The floor might even be dirty. It’s human.
Yeah. I like it. In fact, I like it so much that I’d feel a bit wrong going into a supermarket now. Perhaps I will for some things. Perhaps I won’t. I no longer feel restricted in my shopping habits. I no longer feel compelled towards those glowing orange lights.
So here’s to much more No Supermarkets in 2011.