When I called her back in, she asked me if I'd bought it from Gresham Blake. I told her I'd never met him. She informed me that it's a shop in Brighton which sells "shirts to die for". I duly looked them up on the internet, and she's not wrong...

Anyway, I told her mine was from Next. I didn't tell her I'd got it in a charity shop. She then informed me that someone with my good taste in clothes should be shopping at Gresham Blake, and proceeded to give me full directions on how to find it. I was beginning to wonder if she had shares in the company. Her directions started at the Theatre Royal, so she obviously recognised that I'm a bit of a culture vulture too. I didn't tell her we've got tickets for Sally Morgan in January.
Anyhoo, having given me the kind of detailed instructions that would make a sat-nav jealous, she added "Their shirts cost about a hundred pounds each, but if you go in the sales, you can get three for seventy-five". I decided not to tell her that my entire wardrobe cost less than that. She might have realised I'm not a doctor.
3 comments:
Well, your Charity Shop shirt must have been an impressive one!
I believe Gok Wan is a patient today.
Gok Wan would have to be patient if he was going to tackle Phil's wardrobe.
:-D Laughing and probably out loud.
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