Think about it. We spend all year waiting for a bank holiday. A precious, rare day off. And then we spend it panic-Googling shop times.
It’s a British tradition. A national pastime of confusion. It’s almost as fun as queuing in the rain.
One year, a friend of mine drove 20 miles to a 24-hour supermarket. It was locked with a handwritten note: “Bank Holiday. Gone to the beach.” True story.
The Secret Hack (Don’t Tell Anyone)
Here’s the real insider knowledge. Pharmacy chains like Boots and Superdrug often stay open later than other shops on bank holidays. Desperate for milk? Check the pharmacy aisles.
Another hack: Railway station shops are your best friend. They are like tiny, brightly-lit bunkers of commerce. They never seem to close, even on Christmas Day (well, almost).
And petrol stations? They are the eternal guardians of the bank holiday crisps-and-drinks run. You can always count on a filled-up petrol station.
