I regard the things I need as food, water, shelter and warmth with the car and the TV being almost essential items in the modern world. I don't need beer and cigarettes but I enjoy them nonetheless.
Apparently I am wrong though. On a trip to the town centre with my wife today it became clear that we really need a scented candle garden for the dining room table and some cushions and throw to make the bed look prettier when we're not in it, all at a frightening cost. How come I've been geting it wrong all these years?
Welcome to the uninteresting world of a bald old geyser in Sarf Lundun.
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