I've been trying to avoid it but today I was left with no choice. My 12 year old grand daughter is here for the weekend and wanted to go to buy my Christmas present and also one for her Mum. I also wanted to know what to get her so off we go to Argos (if it isn't there it aint worth having as far as my daughter Sarah is concerned). Anyway, after looking through those bloody great plastic laminated catalogues we discover that the item she wanted for her Mum was out of stock but we did get something for her and Mum will have to choose something else.
Then we went to the next shop for one of mine (I'm very fussy but inexpensive) and I duly kept my eyes closed after putting the right item in her hands and leaving her to pay for it. She feels very grown up now that she's got her own debit card!
She rang her Mum to say that Argos didn't have what she wanted (it was one of those space hoppers the kids have - heaven knows why she wants one of these she's only thirty four!!). I think it may well be something to do with losing weight. Instead of this, her Mum wanted a Gordon Ramsey cookery book so off we go to WH Smith where the book was reduced. There are about three recipes that Sarah might cook so I think that might be a bit of a waste!
As we were on our way to WH Smith, one of these damned Sky salesman jumped in front of me and if there's one thing (along with hundreds of others) that I hate and detest, it's being accosted when I am on my own private and personal mission. "Have you got Sky"he chirped too enthusiastically. "No. Are you giving it away free to pensioners because I can't damned well afford it on my state pension" I replied. "Oh it's only eighteen pounds a month" says he. As I started to burn his ears off with my reply my grand daughter dragged me away saying I was an embarassment and he was only doing his job. She also thinks that me doing this blog is an embarrassment and she hopes her friends don't see it. I've told her I'm thinking of going on Facebook too but she begged me not to because ALL her friends go on there.She did help me to get my picture on the blog though and said it would scare you all.
Oh well, I'd better help her wrap the Christmas presents now before we have dinner - home made fish pie tonight!.
I'm frightened by the photo, it's scarily life like!
ReplyDeleteWhy oh why does Sarah want a space hopper? Has she gone mad............or been drinking?!! She's definitely been at the plonk if she's asked for a cookbook!!