Some years ago I fancied a trip to Northallerton. It’s not that far away, nice and flat with decent shops and a very nice tea room.
First, I went into Barkers - a department store and had a good wander around looking at reduced price stuff. Nothing caught my eye, but on the way out, I saw some handbags and went to look. I ended up ‘trying some on’– seeing how they looked hand held, in the crook of my arm, or over my shoulder.
I wasn’t impressed, so I headed out towards the tea rooms, popping into a news agent on the way, to buy a paper. I was absolutely mortified when I went to pay to find a second (brand new) handbag on my arm!!!
Obviously, I had to return it to the shop and told them their security staff really needed to up their game, as I had walked out with the bag, in full view after making no attempt to pay for it!
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