There you've got an old woman, and she's needing her prescription for her chronic back pain and her bad heart. But she's no' getting it, because she's looking for her chemist, the same chemist she's been gaun tae for the last 30 year. But she cannae find it, because there in its place is... Lloydspharmacy. Lloydspharmacy! Some trendy cocktail bar, some trendy clathes shop called Lloydspharmacy. Lloydspharmacy, one word. And she's heading up the road, confused, thinking she's losing her marbles, and she's gaun tae her bed wi' her back killing her, and she's dying in her fucking sleep. Noo, that's not cool, because that's oor granny. That's your granny. That's a'body's granny! read more