" I will probably come home via Tesco and get some more milk from there..." I sighed, with feeling. "And I don't want the leftovers back!"
I hate milk that has not been kept cold, as it makes me feel nauseous.
"There's enough left to last you till tomorrow!" replied DH, unrepentantly.
I didn't come home past Tesco, so I failed to get any milk. All was not lost though, as that afternoon I had the opportunity to go to Longbridge M&S in a second attempt to get some new trousers.
Many of the older M&S stores are chaotic multi-floored affairs.
Longbridge it is different - clean, bright, spacious, contemporary, but they have retained the chaotic feel to ensure that we feel at home in the new store. However, there is no such thing as a 'trousers section', they are indiscriminately scattered in clumps though out ladieswear.
Forget shopping, this is more like a lucky dip safari, but without the land rovers.
I found myself wondering what I would discover, deep in the jungle of Longbridge ladies wear...
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| View from the car park landing |
However, we began our shopping on the upper floor in menswear, as DH had requested some sports tops.
We found suits, tee shirts, chinos, sweaters...
"Maybe they are down with woman's sportswear on the ground floor..." I suggested.
A passing sales assistant was flagged down
"I have no idea," was his apologetic reply, "I only work in the cafe."
A second, suited sales assistant was hailed
"It is activewear," he explained, "It's on the way into men's wear" and duly led us to the trio of rails adjacent to the escalator, presumably positioned ready for a rapid getaway...
I selected a long-sleeved sports t-shirt, which would offer protection for his arms when he is working on his allotment, and a short-sleeved version for bellringing.
Then we moved downstairs in search of ladies trousers.
After we had wandered aimlessly around in circles, we were rescued by a knowledgeable sales assistant, who guided us to the right part of ladieswear, before breaking the news that my favourite style of trousers had been deleted. How rude!
My fellow shopper mentioned the 'petite' section, for vertically challenged shoppers.
"I am afraid that has been deleted too!" she announced sadly.
Apparently, they get many requests each day, from ladies searching for shorter legged ladies trousers.
Given the average height for a woman is 5ft 3, and that people shrink as they get older, I think M&S are in denial as to who is going to shop in its stores - well, shop in the stores that are still open...
I tried on five pairs and purchased three. That will keep me going for a while...
We popped out to Mountain Warehouse, in search of socks... I found another top for DH.
Next stop, M&S Food Hall.
DH has been suffering horribly with hives, possibly triggered by scratching his arms whilst trimming the hedge. For over a week DH has been on a very limited diet in a bid to manage the cause of the irritation and he had requested some alternative fodder, as he was getting pretty bored with turkey and rice or rice and lamb.
We tracked down broccoli couscous (reduced), cauliflower couscous, dairy free spread, dairy-free cheese and some goats milk. Meanwhile, cannelloni, lasagne, scotch eggs and an advent calendar fell into the trolly for the KHT.
We finally arrived back at the car, shopping bags bulging
"Did you get milk for yourself?"
"Rats!"
Quickly returning to the food hall, I opted for the staircase. Not wishing to wait for the lift, even though it probably was quicker. I speedily purchased the milk and returned to the car park.
When we returned home DH was pleased with the array of food and the t-shirts. The KHT was pleased with the Advent Calendar, but disappointed that Jesus featured once again, instead of The Simpsons or Garfield.
"We don't celebrate the advent of the Simpsons or Garfield. The clue is in the name..."
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