But again why the car? To me that’s so final. I’m not one for breakfast (coffee is my breakfast) but we recently went away. Long weekend. By day 2 I wasn’t feeling the breakfast so hubby went and I ended up going swimming (granted their hotel might not have had a pool but I’m sure there was something for her to do!) and I ended up then taking a hot bath while he stuffed his face. It worked for us that way. We then went on to spend the rest of the days exploring and just being around each other. He even napped while I sat in the lounge with a coffee and a book. I’m not saying they have to be around each other every minute of their time away BUT I am saying that sitting like an adolescent spoiled
twit in the car probably wishing he would hurry up is taking the piss. I remember my son doing that when we went shopping. He stormed off, sat in the car blowing my phone up so I had to panic shop as he was wearing me down. Bet that’s how Neil felt!!
Now I’m not a frequent Primark shopper (to far from my village!) but are the coat hangers coloured labelled for sizes? It’s making me want to go to Primark now so I can see what sizes she actually picked up
She probably reads here, goes in, tries the clothes on - take pics or it didn’t happen and leave. Doubtful she buys this
tit.
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