After trudging round shops for 4 hours this afternoon I am now back home and shattered. I've banged into god only knows how many people who just stop in the street with no warning (brake lights would be good), tripped over shopping bags. stink of so many kinds of perfume that I no longer have any idea of which is which, wandered aimlessly in circles around shops, picked thing up, put them back picked things up again, used my flexible plastic friend far too much and nearly run over a school child (don't they teach the Green Cross Code in schools anymore?).
And I've still not finished.
And I've still not finished.