Getting carried away didn't do me any favours. My hands were cold so when I got back to the car I decided to wear the new gloves. I had some teeny tiny nail scissors (the sort that fold up) in my handbag so I snipped the piece of plastic that joins the gloves.
Only problem was I also snipped the end of my finger! I was sitting down and blood dripped all over the knees of the jeans I was wearing so, after using all the tissues I could find to stem the flow, I dashed into Wilkinsons to buy plasters then off to the public loos to change into my new jeans so I could look presentable in Waitrose.
It was only the tiniest of cuts and by the time I got back to the car again it had stopped bleeding. 
Definitely one of those days. 
Do you have any favourite relaxing TV series or films?




