Rages and Lunches

The sun is shining and today for the first day I can ditch my coat! Yay! I love spring. Other good news is that N is home from his mammoth work trip to Canada. He brought me back some lovely perfume ... mmm. What a lovely man!

I went up to the big smoke early on Saturday morning and had a bit of a to do with a hoity-toity lady in the shoe department in House of Fraser, Westfield. Last weekend I bought some lovely shiny shoes but after one wear the heel broke off - I was not a happy lady. So I took them back to the shop to complain and the manager refused to give me a refund but would send them to the cobblers for mending. Oooh I had the rage - I have bought a brand new pair of shoes one of which was clearly faulty and they won't replace it or allow me to return the shoes! They clearly wont be the same after being cobbled and it means I have no shoes for a week while they are sent off. Not good enough. If it was an item of clothing that was broken you would be allowed to return it, why not shoes?

So I was a little rageful. I'm going to try to return them in Cardiff on Thursday where hopefully I will have a bit more luck! I cheered myself up by buying a new pair of sunglasses

... scrumptious!

Sunday was spent in sunny Hertfordshire with N's parents and brothers for a lovely Sunday lunch at The Glasshouse in The Grove hotel, which is not far from his parents house. Yum yum I tried everything and I can confirm that everything was delicious! The Grove is a really lovely place full to the brim with amazing flowers and bronze statues, outside they have these cute topiary hearts: