In our village no one seems to be in any sort of hurry. Going to the local butchers is a great opportunity for the elderly to get out, spend some time chatting to people, including the butcher, so what's the hurry?
It's absolutely no good for someone like me who starts breaking out into a sweat at the mere site of a queue, but the locals like to take their time and enjoy the whole social aspect of going to the butchers!
I wonder if that will ever be me?
Justin