Despite the fact that it is bitterly cold today , K and I have been out on one of our quests. What on earth would tempt Technogran to venture out in the freezing cold I hear you all ponder. (or not as the case may be.)
Is it something that she has longed to own? Indeed, is it even for her? Well actually you might have already guessed which one of us requested today’s shopping venture out in the frozen wastes of Yorkshire, and which one of us was the reluctant member of the party. With an insistence that we must go today because life could not continue otherwise, K argued that she desperately needed a new towel and a new sweat shirt top to replace the one I recently insisted that she bin, simply because it was falling to bits, yet always seemed to be her chosen ‘item I must wear’ every time we ventured anywhere we really needed to make a good impression on someone.
Boy, was I glad that I had put my tatty hat on my head when we were stood at the bus stop patiently waiting for the bus to arrive. We were headed to Bradford Forster square where we prefer to do all our ‘mixed bag’ shopping. Other people obviously had more sense that us, as it was pretty quiet as we made our way to TKMax for a hunt for a replacement towel. Of course the home items were upstairs. Isn’t it always the case that no matter what item you are looking for, its always the furthest away from the entrance? K ended up choosing a cream coloured bath towel to replace her ‘falling to bits’ yellow one and then we turned our attention to the replacement sweat shirt top by searching the two Sports shops on the Retail Park.
Her old one was a white Reebok make and so she focused her search on trying to find something similar. Of course there wasn’t a duplicate to be found anywhere as it must be quite a few years since her old one was purchased. She ended up in typical K fashion with two replacements (her excuse being that the sales were on) a grey one and a black one. Also in typical K fashion, they weren’t from the women’s department but from the men’s. (She prefers them baggy) Trouble is that they then end up far too long in the sleeves for her, as in perfect harmony with her short legs, she has short arms as well. We parents of Downs Syndrome children and adults are still patiently waiting for a clothes manufacture to make clothes that perfectly fit our offspring!
Then we decided to do one of our ‘runarounds’ because we hadn’t done one for quite some time. So we retraced our steps back to Forster Square railway station, and luckily didn’t have long to wait for the Leeds train. As always Leeds station was very busy, and after making our way through the new ticket gates, K noticed that there were a lot of policemen stood at the side of the gates in a line. In fact there were lots of them about all over the station. Now if there is one thing about my daughter, its that she is nosey. She has to know what’s going on and can never be described as ‘backwards at coming forwards’ by any stretch of the imagination!
I knew exactly what she would do. She went marching up to the tallest policeman in the ‘line up’ and boldly asked him, “What’s going on?” and as usual got a friendly reply “It’s the football match and that’s why we are all here.” answer to her cheeky query. Afterwards I bitterly regretted not taking a picture of her stood next to him in the line up as I could have placed all sorts of comical captions underneath such as ‘the long and the short arm of the law’ or ‘ spot the odd one out’ etc, etc.
We had our lunch in K’s favourite restaurant MickyD’s, which has been completely refurbished since our last visit but now lacks a loo. (Notice here dear readers that we seem to be having a bit of a ‘loo’ thread running through my recent posts made so far this year!) Then K went and bought the tickets for the journey home and then after a visit to the loo, we sauntered to platform 13B for our train and on arriving back in our town, we caught the next bus home. K is thrilled with her purchases (as she always is) and I have spent the time since trying to thaw out and composing this blog.
Hope it doesn’t bore you all too much!