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Rip off

 I don't use the phrase lightly but in the UK the biggest rip off is the cost of having a test for  covid 19.  I would like to  highlight a small but equally irritating rip off in France.  On Tuesday I bought a box of 50 Green Tea with mint teabags for 2,25€.  Yesterday in a café in Angers I was charged 3,90€ for 1 cup of green tea with mint using 1 teabag.  It is not much better in Saumur where the cost is 3,65€.  Nothing can justify this , absolutely nothing.

I was told yesterday that the doctors had removed all the cancerous cells along with the tumour during my operation two weeks ago.  Reprieve for me for a while, but not for a friend who sadly died this morning after deteriorating over several months.

I  have noticed that since companies have relied on the internet to  conduct their business they are asking the customer to do more and more of their work.  When I was looking for an estate agent one asked me to measure all the rooms, send a detailed description of the house and decide on a price.  No, that is their job.  Now I am finding that removal companies are doing the same.  I asked 2 companies to come and give me an estimate.  They said they don't come to properties anymore and that it is up to me to list in detail exactly what I want removed, take measurements and estimate the weight of the items.  They have to be kidding.  And the answer is still no.   That is their job.


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