I sometimes wonder if I’m fit to be let out on my own. Mrs P was away for one of her summers jollys in Anglesey this weekend so I took myself off to Stockport unaccompanied yesterday, an accident waiting to happen.
It started off quite well as I arrived earlier than usual and it wasn’t as busy, perfect for a lazy stroll around the shops, even if it was raining. The trouble started when I went to M&S. Read more ›››