The plan was simple - go into Manchester, drop stuff off at Grandma's, go to optician's for eye test, go to supermarket, then go home. Easy peasy.
It should have taken me about two and half hours at the most.
However, SIX AND A HALF HOURS later, I returned home laden not only with the weekly shopping, but also with a new shirt, new jacket, new umbrella AND a new pair of specs...
Alas, I may have hobbies and interests that are distinctly male-like, but I just can't escape that feminine "shopping gene" that's stuck inside me! AARGH!
Awww Weenie - beleive me - it's not only females that suffer from the shopping - abduction. Today I went down town - to the shopping streets - I just needed to send some letters from the post office - I returned home with new socks... I don't need new socks - but they were cheap...
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