Oof... almost... if I just... bah!

I've been clothes shopping this evening. Not at all even remotely close to my favourite pastime, but I'm fed up with walking around in baggy, saggy arsed work clothes. I tried on quite a bit, refusing to pick up anything that wasn't in my 'new' size - ended up with two pairs of trousers (one of them Betty Jackson Black no less) and a scarf (probably the only item of clothing ever where one size really does fit all). I had to pass on this Mantaray jumper with the gorgeous buttons - my midriff looked like a butchers sausage display - but I swear, if I'd had scissors in my bag they would've been off the jumper and into my pocket!

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