My demanding mother rang last night. Do I want to go Christmas shopping with her? Do I want to bore through my finger nails into my fingers with sharp drill bits? Why on earth would I want to do that? Apparently, so I can choose gifts for my brother and his family - oh lucky me! I firmly said "No". Look, I've got my own Christmas shopping to do which I will think about in December and not a day before. The bloody woman just makes me want to cancel Christmas altogether which would be a shame because I love Christmas.
A few weeks ago I bought a very expensive pair of shoes in Selfridges that don't actually fit. I thought I would take them back today but I have found, in the small print on the receipt, a 14 day exchange notice. Oh dear, it's way past 14 days. Oh well, I will go ready for battle and let's see who wins.
And, later today, I am visiting my mother to arrange a date for Christmas shopping.
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