You finally exit, blinking in the daylight like a mole emerging from its hole. Your car is now a Tetris puzzle of bags that cost 20p each, and you’ve bought three things you didn’t need, but you do have a new air freshener shaped like a dinosaur.
You will be back. We all will. Because the Tesco Superstore on Greenstead Road is more than a shop; it’s a chaotic, weird, and relentlessly reliable part of living in Colchester. It’s the place where you go to buy milk and leave with a wheel of cheese, a cactus, and the vague sense that you’ve just run a marathon. See you there on Saturday.
