We are a classridden society. And it throws up some very funny (for us) conundrums and paradoxes.

I don't find social-class funny in the slightest; it is a measure of entrenched systems of social apartheid and cultural oppression going back to the Normal Conquest, and possibly beyond, that barely conceals the civil unrest which is a requisite of the privileges enjoyed by a civilised elite. As a Working Class person I'm acutely aware of the inequalities that have effectively penalised my people for hundreds of years, and continue to do so today. On this level, the bourgeois concept of FOLK is interesting, because the whole thing was predicated on a notion that the vestiges of the rural working-classes A) no longer appreciated their own culture and therefore B) didn't understand it's true meaning or significance on account of their debased impoverishment thus necessitating C) The Folk Revival, which has always been a largely middle-class / bourgeois contruct for those with leftish/bohemian leanings who mistakenly believe that D) the British urban proletariat no longer have their own Folk Music because that which they do have (from Music Hall to Hip Hop) doesn't fit with the letter of the 1954 Definition which effectively turns Folk into an Academic Concept which can only be fully grasped a The Learned Elite, rather than the Unlettered Folk Masses themselves.

Hilarious!

As for Supermarkets: I like Booth's for Gleenhalgh's speciality bread; ALDI for tomato sauce, breakfast cereal, spring water, grape juice, and mushrooms; and ASDA for pretty much everything else. That said we couldn't resist the clock-work revolving musical-box Xmas Biscuit tins on sale in M&S because the musical component plays a version of Winter Wonderland that sounds like its been arranged by Les Dawson.