Last Friday was utterly traumatic for me.
I had to leave this little lady ...
and this scenery...
and head into the city.
Into the shops. You see, shops and I don't really get on that well. Maybe our problem is that we see so little of each other. I don't come visit often, so shops just don't have the opportunity to befriend me.
Anyway .... minutes after arriving, I saw this sign:
I thought all was well with the world until I discovered that Debenham's Personal Shopper wasn't willing to go traipsing through Aberdeen's streets to do all my shopping. Pfft, what's all that about? I didn't need anything in Debenhams, so the Personal Shopper idea was dead and buried.
Unbeknown to me, though, Debenhams have installed a Costa Coffee shop on their ground floor and so I decided this was going to be the best use of my time. Costa's latte and their Bakewell tart are simply delicious.
Having enjoyed my sit down, my coffee, and my tart, I really couldn't face much shopping. I went to one store - The White Company - bought what I needed and headed back to the car.
No kidding, that was enough for me. I looked at my list, proudly drew a line through one item, and headed home.
After all, how could I stay away any longer from .....
this?
Okay, so maybe y'all don't need to answer that last question.
