Luckily with both of us getting time off in the week we can go to the shops then and in all honesty it's enjoyable just to stroll round and have a browse. But from time to time weekend trips to the shops are called for :scared: the last one resulted in me leaving PK in the Trafford Centre as I knew I was a breakign point and I simply said can I have the car keys please I'll wait outside and I was off like a shot

Today I've had to venture out with out her and brave the hoards myself I've been clothes shopping for next weekend, battled my way round the food court at M&S and then ventured into Tescos which it took me 10 mintues to fathom out how to get into


I sit here a broken man with a large cup of black coffee and a packet of No1 trying to regain what little is left of my nerves :cry:
Right got that off my chest which way is the GFZ I need a large JD
