While taking a quick flit around Tesco the other day, grabbing at haste a few items here and a few items there, one doesnt like to linger in supermarkets, I whipped a tin of baked beans into my hand basket and headed for the tills...not the hills, the tills! I didnt look at the price of the thing..well its only baked beans how dear can it be..its not champagne is it...No.
I paid up as you do and ambled off whistling merrily. It was only when I got home and looked at my receipt did I realise that they had charged me 74p for a tin of baked beans. jeezez..74p. I mean what goes into a humble rather dull tin of Branston baked beans that makes them need to charge you 74p. Its daylight robbery. the content costs about fourpence.
I thought baked beans was the humble food of the proletariat..keeps the lower rabble fed and all that. I should know, being just as much lower rabble as anyone else. But at that price the masses may have to starve.
= starving masses
I'd rather pay a bit more for them, but 74p for Branston beans is a bit steep. Now pickle....that's GOT to be Branston! 
I still like it today, also a great dish in the army, we would say"The army march,s on a tin of beans" The good old days. 
I should know I have done it lots of times in the U.K. and overseas. Singing "Show me the way to go home."or "We had to join we had to join old larrys army up at 6 Oclock hands off your----- runni 
