Hitting the shops

I'm not a shopaholic but every year or so Sheila from Yorkshire and I meet in town for a shopping day and lunch. We economised on lunch as we went to town in Fenwicks. Totally her fault - I'm easily led astray.

The trainers are the sensible purchase - now I can't wear pretty high heels because of my arthritic foot, it's lucky such footwear is on trend. 70 year olds have standards you know.

Other purchases will emerge from under the bed in due course, when I assess Mr C's blood pressure is up to it.