The Great OXO Shortage
I'm prompted to write about this earth-shattering topic because BetterArf was speaking to an auld friend on the telephonic communication device yesterday. Auld friend had just had a row with Auld friend's husband. These two have been married for hundreds of years, and arguing does not generally feature in their daily lives. So what brought this on? Auld friend's husband sat down to eat his dinner, pronounced it crap, and went off to the pub.
The reason for its crapness? No OXO!
I must admit I've been hoarding the stuff - whenever I do see it in the shops I'll buy 5 or 6 boxes, and if everyone else does the same that would probably explain why there is always a shortage. But hey, if you ain't got your OXO then you'd have to buy the hideous salt-packed equivalents from Knorr or Maggi.