I had to go out on Saturday to buy The Girl another school bag. I’d bought her a rucksack on thursday, but the first time she went to do the zip up, it broke! Bad quality from those people over at Head.
So, I took it back, got my money back and decided to wander down the market to look at the bag stalls – after all, what’s the point of living near Walthamstow Market if I don’t make the most of it.
I found a good stall, that I have bought a couple of bags from in the past and ended up buying two bags.
I got home, and was chatting to The Man as I sat down and opened up my haul of goodies, pulled out the first bag and he looked at me with a frown on his face and said “Don’t you think that’s a bit too babyish for her? She’s just started High school – she’s 11, not 5”.
I looked at him, blinked and said “Erm, no. I got this one for myself!”
He went off to the pub laughing. I’m not altogether sure he ‘gets’ me!