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In which my innner girlie not only gets loose, but goes rampaging thro Mothercare.
So, all my life I have hated all things pink and girlie. Can't stand the stuff, won't wear it or have any truck with it.
Go to Mothercare at lunchtime, cleverly phoning my mother to see what *she* bought so we don't duplicate and asking what Karen actually needs, rather than heading for the sea of Tiny Pink Things ahead of me. Plain and white, I am thinking, practical and sensible.
And then suddenly, from nowhere, OMG THEY HAVE TINY TINY PINK SHOES.
Note I didn't just think this. I squealed it down the phone, stunning my poor mother into silence. However she recovered bravely, said BABYGROS and hung up.
So I bought babygros. Pink ones. And a pink trouser suit thing. And shoes (not pink tho ;p). And a dress - also not pink, lilac. And a blanket (ok yes, a pink one). And a teddy bear.
Karen is going to kill me.
Go to Mothercare at lunchtime, cleverly phoning my mother to see what *she* bought so we don't duplicate and asking what Karen actually needs, rather than heading for the sea of Tiny Pink Things ahead of me. Plain and white, I am thinking, practical and sensible.
And then suddenly, from nowhere, OMG THEY HAVE TINY TINY PINK SHOES.
Note I didn't just think this. I squealed it down the phone, stunning my poor mother into silence. However she recovered bravely, said BABYGROS and hung up.
So I bought babygros. Pink ones. And a pink trouser suit thing. And shoes (not pink tho ;p). And a dress - also not pink, lilac. And a blanket (ok yes, a pink one). And a teddy bear.
Karen is going to kill me.
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All death threats can be got rid of with a few simple words: "It was on offer." Then your fellow women types will think you're not only generous but a canny shopper. Foolproof, eh?
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That is *exactly* what I was going to tell her ;p There was indeed a sale on, even if most of the stuff I bought wasn't in it...