Sales

My Ex is re-marrying. I should be happy, she'll be out of my life forever but I feel like I've been kicked in the teeth. Doesn't help thats she is getting wed to an old mate of mine. On a lighter note I went sale shopping with Meryl today. Thankfully with her help I refrained from making the same ill advised sale purchases that I seem to make every year. Badly fitting trousers that are usually too short in the leg but I can't help but buy as they're a snip at ten pounds. Then I spend the rest of the year trying to match my socks to my trousers to give the illusion of a proper fit. Or I wear wellies. Nope no trousers were purchased this year. I got an opportunity to browse my favourite local camping shop as Meryl went for a make-over in a posh chemist. I am quite perplexed as to why the ladies who work behind the make up counters wear lab coats. I asked one if she was scientifically trained and she told me to stop being cheeky. So I left Meryl to it. She came to find me twenty minutes later looking like she'd taken a tumble with Barbara Cartland's make up bag. I tried to stifle my laughter with a pair of thick woollen walking socks but it was no use. Luckily meryl saw the funny side too but said she liked the look and kept it on all day. maybe she doesn't want me to kiss her after all?