Trago.
Anyone in Devon or Cornwall, and possibly south wales knows Trago.

Pile it high, sell it cheap, and read the billboards ranting about the evil EU while your Polish till monkey types in the prices. Barcodes being some wicked EU plot or something. It's only the last few years they started taking debit cards, being strictly cash or cheque before that.

Anyway, it's the sort of place that raises the blood pressure as soon as you walk through the door. I was in there this weekend, stuck in an interminable queue to buy stuff and get out the hell out. The little kid in front of me, maybe 5 years old, was well stressed, and was being a total arse to his mum. To the point where he punched her.

Mum had clearly had enough, and picked him up to get him eye to eye, and shouted
'If you hit mummy again, I'll...'
And then stopped as several dozen heads all swivelled towards her to find out what she'd do.
Her eyes glance left and right. It's a standoff.
'...er....do something bad!'

An unspoken 'that's alright then' spread through the crowd, and we continued our endless wait.
(inflateable, Thu 10 May 2012, 20:26, 8 replies)

The highlight of any trip to my dad's house in Cornwalll...
....were the full-page Trago ads in the Falmouth Packet, ranting in VERY small text about the evils of the world outside the west country, Europe in particular. Absolutely barking mad.
( Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 10 May 2012, 21:43, closed)

Just looked up Trago on Google
And the little summary under the Special Offers heading reads, "This weeks special Offers. 10FT TRAMP WITH KID.jpg"

They fucking sell anything don't they?
( Snappyuk gets BIGGER with free sample., Thu 10 May 2012, 21:45, closed)

then again
sometimes you look at an obnoxious little brat and think 'how the mum is not braying him up and down the Frozen aisle by now is remarkable'.

Trago- where you had to manually show your till receipt to the security guards to show you didn't shoplift the stuff they saw you pay for 12 seconds before.
( Rotating Wobbly Hat That's not a banana. THIS is a banana., Thu 10 May 2012, 23:34, closed)

Trago fan club
I like it, often gets me out of a hole when I need some hardware or a cheap crappy present. There again, it has no real competition in Falmouth, the only other hardware shop stocking almost nothing useful. The joys of living near the end of the world.
(Classic Ray, Fri 11 May 2012, 3:35, closed)

Ahh Trago - yes, I remember that place, my mother used to drag us up there every couple of weeks when we were kids (the one near Newton Abbot). Long hike round Tragos then into Dickie's Discount next door to stock up on cheap bog rolls and crates of baked beans etc. Awful place.
(Freakmandu, Fri 11 May 2012, 6:22, closed)

trago is fucking terrifying.
do carry on.
( janet aylia y'all motherfuckers need jesus, Fri 11 May 2012, 7:36, closed)

i went to the one in devon recently
for the first time, thinking it was some sort of clarks village.

oh my.

i was VERY impressed with the carpet cavern.
(magictorch, Fri 11 May 2012, 9:50, closed)

My mate...
got a coat from there at Christmas (the one on the A38 nr Liskeard), then wore it to go shopping the other week. He tried on a coat, didnt like it, so put his back on, then continued his shopping (school stuff for his nipper). About 10 minutes later, a security guard accosted him, taking him out back accusing him of stealing his own jacket.

They ended up calling the police on the offchance, then ejecting him from the store, but not before he had floored two security guards for trying to assault him, after telling one of them to 'check your cctv you fat cunt'.

If he goes back, he gets done for aggravated burglary!! Oh and even though they called the rozzers and made a mistake, they want 60 quid off him now for the coppers! What a bunch of wankers.
( johnselekta last posted something equally unfunny on or before, Sat 12 May 2012, 17:09, closed)