oh, book of faces. Please inform me

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Facebook. Just the word conjures up feelings of happiness or disgust, dependent on your own personal view. I like it partly for the way it reveals the true personalities of folk, without their knowledge and despite their intention. There's the attention-seeking numpties, the people with the perfect life, the family with the kid who's better than yours in every conceivable way. Then there's the friend who you need to keep an eye on because the stuff they post is showing their low mood and the acquaintance who makes you feel smugly superior because they share ridiculous posts spouting untruths about immigration or religion without doing their own research. Facebook tells me things that would otherwise remain a mystery. Take my SiL, mother of my three dashingly lovely nephews and partner of my eldest brother. Facebook confirms our suspicions that she's not the superior intellect that she pretends to be in person. But, I digress from the main point of this post. Without Facebook I wouldn't have a clue about what's happening in my daft little flat town. Why is there a helicopter flying overhead? Let's check the town's Facebook discussion page! Which is the best Turkish barbershop to frequent? Let's check the town's Facebook discussion page! Need a plumber? Ask for recommendations on the town's Facebook discussion page! Want the gossip about the fake homeless man and his one-legged dog? Don't ask him, just check the town's Facebbok discussion page! Your cat's been missing for three hours? Post it on the town's Facebo ... You get the drift. Anyway, last night both the tiny convenience stores {owned by the same franchisee} on the High Street were closed, due to unforeseen circumstances. I know, right? Where was I going to buy my post-Slimming World celebratory/commiserative chocolate from? Well, the scary off-licence, but that's by-the-by. I found out everything I needed to know from Facebook, the general consensus being that they had closed suddenly in the morning due to unforeseen circumstances. Just like it said on the doors. And there you have it. *smile*