Lets get the bad bit over first. I was in Glasgow on Monday afternoon, Mr FF had a meeting in the centre of town so I went with him and had an hour to kill. I intended to spend my time in a book shop but instead wandered into Frasers, a nice big department store. First of all I came upon a new walk in Brows Bar that uses a threading technique. That was fair enough, I'd been planning to get my eyebrows shaped so I didn't object to parting with £10 and I was pleased with the results. Feeling inspired I then wandered into the cosmetics department, which is large and expensive. As usual one of the glamorous assistants offered to 'add a little colour' to my make up, just as well I'd managed to put some on before I came out. She was very flattering (obviously) and spent quite a while applying make up, after which I found myself selecting a variety of products that I really didn't need, in colours hardly appropriate for a 60 year old. I don't want to admit to this but I spent £75, I even bought a foundation primer and I don't wear foundation. I sneaked the bag home and now await the backlash when Mr FF reads this.I slightly redeemed myself yesterday when I went out with Pam to help her select some curtain material for her newly decorated guest bedroom. We found a beautiful fabric that fits the bill perfectly and Pam has a healthy attitude to money, she spends it. We stopped for a coffee in our local town on the way home and a quick look in the charity shop.
What joy I found 4 balls of pure new wool in a nice tweedy fleck at 50p each and this jumper for Mr FF, it was less than £5, its pure cashmere and its perfect.On balance I probably came out about even retail wise, but I'm still cross with myself - can do better, must try harder.