Hmmm. Lets just say the days when the factory was making monster much there was a rather nasty smell of pickled onions about...
Quavers are everywhere here still... what's ironic is that there is a minimarket across the road from the factory, and that a packet of quavers goes from the factory, to the central warehouse, to the wholesaler, all the way back to the minimarket across the road!
Jon
Quavers are everywhere here still... what's ironic is that there is a minimarket across the road from the factory, and that a packet of quavers goes from the factory, to the central warehouse, to the wholesaler, all the way back to the minimarket across the road!
Jon
