Whilst shopping yesterday I foolishly allowed the wimmin to lead us into a branch of British Home Stores. Such department stores are rare in North Wales and of course they made straight for the hats. SWMBO immediately put on a huge MotB type hat (all lace and flowers with an enormous price tag). I pointed out, above the howls of laughter from the boys who had never seen their mother in hat trying on mode before (I have tried to shelter them), that she had first to find someone willing to take on the Teenage Hormone Wreck. She spent the rest of the afternoon eyeing Arabic looking coves in a speculative fashion.
