Been out on a shopping trip this morning to Huddersfield. Not a venue I usually frequent but it was K’s idea. We SHOULD have been travelling in peace and tranquillity down the canal at Mirfield on a narrowboat with C.R.E.W. Instead, we were dodging and manoeuvring our way into and out of different shops spending our limited income on various items that are totally unnecessary. I would much rather have gone on the canal trip but K was insistent. According to her the new Argos catalogue was out today, and we simply HAD to go and get our mitts on a copy. Not only that, but the new camera I have promised her has been reduced to under £80 she informed me last night. Several times. Seeing as she is in respite for her birthday next week I have to buy it her right now.
Me? I wasn’t planning on purchasing anything. My sole intention was to get the new catalogue, purchase her new camera and hightail it back home. However, I’ve returned home with a rather odd assortment of items supposedly purchased as ‘treats’ by my daughter who is doing some serious ‘a*** creeping’ in return for a couple of packets of crisps tomorrow. (aren’t I lucky she has a weakness!)
Only one of the bribes treats for Mum turned out to be one that I really needed, and I am proud of myself that I resisted temptation in Clarks NOT to spend £80 pounds on a cross over body strapped bag. It was gorgeous though! Brown suede. K would have had me buy it. (visions of packets of salt and vinegar crisps swimming in front of her eyes.) For her its all about a means to an end. And anyway, what’s £80 pounds in the grand scheme of things? (her view on money and how much items cost does not in any shape or form correspond with mine.) Common sense and memories of the recent walking boots fiasco were upmost in my mind! I did manage to get my cross over bag for £9.00 in Primark. Sure, it doesn’t have the zipped pocket at the rear for my gigantic purse and our bus passes but hey! Beggars (and pensioners) can’t be choosers.
One of the other items she has used to bribe me with is a absolutely terrified looking soft toy meerkat from Clinton cards that I took a shine to some time back on one of our previous visits to Huddersfield. I say terrified look on his face because since arriving in our abode that’s exactly the expression he has. I swear that if he could manage to walk out of here, he would hairtail it back to the shop from whence he came.
My other bribe treat is a packet of my all time favourite soft Panda liquorice sweets. Mind you, my favourite one’s, the gorgeous ball shapes have all been already devoured by you know who seeing as they are her favourites as well. Meanwhile as the Meerkat tries to make good his escape, K devours all my liquorice and then promptly has a sleep and I construct this blog post, her new camera is now on charge. It comes with a very handy plastic cover and will no doubt, despite costing far less money than my Sony did, turn out to be the better buy producing absolutely stunning photos to die for and causing me to rue the day I didn’t stick to my usual Samsung as well.
At least the weather has been gorgeous during our forage around the shops of Huddersfield. I took my camera along so there are some snaps of occurrences that I found interesting. The journey home was the usual laugh a minute. K and I always sit at the back, and one of the reasons why is because it can be so entertaining watching the antics of the passengers in front of you. Today we observed a game of musical chairs where most of the passengers spent their entire journey swapping from one seat to the next. Not one of them ended up being sat in the original seat that they chose when they boarded the bus. K and I were the only two passengers to stay put for the whole of our journey.
Well folks that’s all for now, I must away to peruse the user guide and set up the bosses camera so that she can take some stunning photos to put mine to shame.