3. Then You Experience True Despondency When You See The Queue
You realise nothing further will fit into your basket, and Primark is about to close. It's finally time to end this wonderful and enlightening experience and make the journey home. But first: where do you go to pay? There's a sign - pointing to what looks like a ten mile long queue snaking around the entire shop. Oh. Lord. Please don't make me queue in that. You look around hopefully for an alternative till, one that might be magically free to relieve you of your basket full of new treasures. But it would appear no such luck is available right now, so you accpet defeat and trudge over to the end of the queue. The lady in front starts talking to you; and you join in with the conversation. Might as well use this spare time to make some new friends.
I love Stephen King and music festivals; I eat my toast upside down; I daydream about getting married probably a bit too much; and I wish every day for a pet sausage dog puppy (who never materialises – sob).
