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Oooh, my feet hurt!
Dec. 1st, 2005 09:05 pmXmas shopping in Chester with best buddie Annie, the house smells of Lush and my legs are going to drop off any time now.
Got the 10.17 train in, return ticket for two, £10, what a great deal.
First stop, a hippy shop, sparkly belly dance necklaces were bought. Mostly by me for me. I am a magpie, "Oh look, sparklies!" but I did manage to get Gail's pressie here too.
BHS next, to look at their vast and silly xmas shop and buy me a dark purple velour bath robe - previous glorious purple and gold one is about 15 years old and is all plucked on one shoulder where Spooks would sit and kneed my shoulder.
Next, after wandering past the cathederal and a divine old fashioned sweet shop with all the jars (we resisted) we called in Starbucks for coffee.
Two coffees, sharing a cheescake and a bag of Christmas blend for me. Not bad for £5 - okay, Annie has a discount card as she works there and she gets paid a bag of coffee as part of her weekly wage so that was gratis.
Lush, which I should not be allowed in without a grown up (Annie doesn't count) £18 for three bottles of shampoo is excessive. They will last me over a year but even so. I loved Cosmetics To Go but it wasn't as much fun shopping by cataloge as going in and being seduced by the divine smellies.
Lakeland Plastics, which don't seem to sell much Tupperwear type storage stuff any more but do sell scrummy plain chocolate figs...
More wandering down the Rows (medieval shopping streets on two levels, great when it starts raining) then pub lunch, sausages and mash and gravy and a nice pint of Peddy (Pedigree Bitter). Portmerion shop, another place I should be banned from. I have almost as much Portmerion as they do in the shop, going on holiday there once a year sort of fills the house with the stuff. I need two more pasta bowls but they don't have any remaindered ones in Botanical Garden so I will have to wait for May when I'm back in The Village.
Past Times, selling mock old stuff, having a 20% off sale but I restrained myself. Annie didn't.
Next door, a shop selling real old stuff - Roman jewellery, teeny, tiney real scarabs, coins, oil lamps, all out of my price range but a girl can drool.
5pm, tea and another cake, feet throbbing, tea is life saver. Tea rooms are 1930s decor (so not that old by Chester standards) but they still have piano playing in upstairs lounge 1pm to 3pm daily, sadly we had missed it today and a stunning creaky old lift going up two floors to the toilets, decided to walk up the stairs, too creaky for my tastes.
Brisk walk back to station, calling at Lush *again* to buy pressies for boss and workmate.
Very, very glad I talked Annie into driving down to Northwich station from my house and leaving the car parked there, don't think we would have made the 20 min walk back home.
Great day. Gosh I will sleep well tonight!
FF
Got the 10.17 train in, return ticket for two, £10, what a great deal.
First stop, a hippy shop, sparkly belly dance necklaces were bought. Mostly by me for me. I am a magpie, "Oh look, sparklies!" but I did manage to get Gail's pressie here too.
BHS next, to look at their vast and silly xmas shop and buy me a dark purple velour bath robe - previous glorious purple and gold one is about 15 years old and is all plucked on one shoulder where Spooks would sit and kneed my shoulder.
Next, after wandering past the cathederal and a divine old fashioned sweet shop with all the jars (we resisted) we called in Starbucks for coffee.
Two coffees, sharing a cheescake and a bag of Christmas blend for me. Not bad for £5 - okay, Annie has a discount card as she works there and she gets paid a bag of coffee as part of her weekly wage so that was gratis.
Lush, which I should not be allowed in without a grown up (Annie doesn't count) £18 for three bottles of shampoo is excessive. They will last me over a year but even so. I loved Cosmetics To Go but it wasn't as much fun shopping by cataloge as going in and being seduced by the divine smellies.
Lakeland Plastics, which don't seem to sell much Tupperwear type storage stuff any more but do sell scrummy plain chocolate figs...
More wandering down the Rows (medieval shopping streets on two levels, great when it starts raining) then pub lunch, sausages and mash and gravy and a nice pint of Peddy (Pedigree Bitter). Portmerion shop, another place I should be banned from. I have almost as much Portmerion as they do in the shop, going on holiday there once a year sort of fills the house with the stuff. I need two more pasta bowls but they don't have any remaindered ones in Botanical Garden so I will have to wait for May when I'm back in The Village.
Past Times, selling mock old stuff, having a 20% off sale but I restrained myself. Annie didn't.
Next door, a shop selling real old stuff - Roman jewellery, teeny, tiney real scarabs, coins, oil lamps, all out of my price range but a girl can drool.
5pm, tea and another cake, feet throbbing, tea is life saver. Tea rooms are 1930s decor (so not that old by Chester standards) but they still have piano playing in upstairs lounge 1pm to 3pm daily, sadly we had missed it today and a stunning creaky old lift going up two floors to the toilets, decided to walk up the stairs, too creaky for my tastes.
Brisk walk back to station, calling at Lush *again* to buy pressies for boss and workmate.
Very, very glad I talked Annie into driving down to Northwich station from my house and leaving the car parked there, don't think we would have made the 20 min walk back home.
Great day. Gosh I will sleep well tonight!
FF
