I went into town today. Things never seem to go well when I go there, and today appeared to be no exception. Five minutes into our car journey, we had to turn around and go back. I had been a tit. We had been given a voucher for Krispy Kreme doughnuts, as a Christmas present. Unfortunately, there isn’t a Krispy Kreme in Weston Village, so the only place to use our voucher is in town. I suppose it’s a good thing that there isn’t a KK down the road, as I would probably weigh 50 stone.

Town wasn’t the busy hell hole it usually is. The kids were all back in school and the students were nowhere to be seen – probably in lessons, or down the pub. Yes, down the pub. This left just left lots of elderly dears, trying to find a bargain in the January sales; as well as mothers and their babies. It was all very subdued – which is a good thing. In the past, people have been mad – totally unaware of their surroundings and therefore ploughing their shopping trollies into the aisles, each other and my shins!

I was kindly given a Super Dry hoody for Christmas. It came with a voucher, enabling me to a £25 discount when I spend £75. I knew all too well that it was a ploy to get me into their shop and I ALMOST fell for it. The only thing which stopped me from spending money, was the fact that the only stuff left in their sale was crap, and Claire being the voice of reason, telling me that I already have a wardrobe full of clothes.

We looked in Game. I was hoping to find a bargain, but not expecting anything. I wasn’t wrong. A copy of Zelda for the Wii U, second hand, for £39.99. FORTY QUID for a used game. Pink Planet Games Exchange will be spinning in its grave.

Far too much money was spent in Marks and Spencer, considering we had only received a Tesco delivery yesterday – but they do sell very nice food. Tonight we have a luxury pizza, although considering we were originally going to eat out in town and decided against it, we are probably up financially.

After what seemed liked we had been in town for five years, with my feet ready to drop off, we finally made it to Krispy Kreme. We had to pick a dozen doughnuts – six each. This is always a challenge and I feel on the spot, as the server waits on patiently for me to make my selection. I don’t work well under pressure and am worried I’ll say something wrong. I guess this is what it’s like to be on a game show, like The Chase.

The drive home was dangerous. Dangerous because there were so many people on the road, who don’t know how to operate their cars. Most of the peril occurred in the car park, while drivers desperately tried to find somewhere to park. We had no issues parking on the ground floor. People are clearly too lazy to go that far down though – they’d literally drive their cars up and down the shopping aisles if they could.

When we finally got back home, we dined on doughnuts and some of our M&S findings. I’d like to say that the rest of the afternoon was a calm and relaxing one – we certainly needed it, after the madness of Bath City Centre. Instead we had to rearrange the entire utility room, ahead of delivery of a tumble dryer tomorrow. We then had to box up all our Christmas crap, move it to the garage, before vacuuming everywhere. Phew! Tomorrow, I fully intend to do f-all.