Boxing Day at Tesco is a shared, slightly pathetic, yet wonderful ritual. It’s a reminder that even in the chaos of leftovers and family politics, we all need the same things: tea, ibuprofen, and a sense that normal life is just around the corner. The times vary, the crowds are groggy, and the bakery is closed, but the quest is real.
So wrap up warm, lower your expectations, and remember: even if you have to wait until 10:00 AM, a warm trolley and a biscuit aisle are waiting for you. Happy foraging, you magnificent, hungover mess. You’ve got this.
