Lent (only buying what you need instead of what you want) is really biting now; I found a piece in the Mail on Sunday about a woman who did this for a year profoundly depressing. And yesterday I took my godchild to buy a birthday present, to Borders to buy her whatever book she wanted.
The problem was this meant I had to go into a bookshop and not buy anything for myself; equivalent to the shopaholic going past Primark blindfolded. D danced round in front of me pushing dustjackets in my face, rather as I imagine a pusher dangles wraps of cocaine in front of an addict. Pig.
I read ALL the children's books to them in the Starbucks cafe. This really is getting desperate if you read Dr Dog*, Little Miss Magic and More Pants just to get round the need/want Lent problem.
*Do not read Dr Dog unless you have a strong stomach. Or are obsessed with intestinal worms.
1 comment:
Dr Dog sounds like it would go very nicely with 'Walter the Farting Dog' which we were very kindly given one Christmas. Curiously it is also available in Latin.
A personal favourite though is Click Clack Moo - Cows That Type. I highly recommend it.
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