A morning's shopping in the big city - OK its not big by anyone else's standards, but we are in the sticks!
Very pleasantly affected by the cheerful attitude of everyone I talk to: other shoppers, shop assistants, car park attendant.
Its a family tradition now that I buy Christmas tree presents for everyone who will be in our house on Boxing day evening. This is likely to be 14 or 15, so the strategy is just to buy anything that looks interesting and sort out who to give it to on Christmas Eve. This results in one or two being shoved into the back of my wardrobe until next year. For the girls its invariably knickers. They'd be disappointed if it were any different now, despite their public displays of embarrassment. Dorothy Perkins have a much better selection of knicks this year, and its always 3 for 2 at Christmas. The manageress and I had a pleasant chat as I explained that the variety of sizes I'd bought was not just my incompetence, but because of all the different girls I was buying for. Strange how women seem extremely happy to chat to men about lingerie - or at least men of my age! She thought she'd introduce the same tradition in her house.