These days, when I go clothes shopping, I walk past shop after shop that I daren't go into because I have the impression (partly because they are staffed entirely by glamorous young assistants) that I would be out of place and therefore unwelcome there because of my age (early fifties).
I am thinking of shops like River Island, where I used to love to shop when I was in my thirties. Then there is New Look, which is very definitely aimed at youngsters, yet I am sure that there must be stuff in there that I would like too.
I suppose that I could pretend that I am shopping for a daughter or granddaughter, but somehow I can't quite bring myself to do that.
Is it just me who daren't go in these places?
Amongst all the grim news ....
Talking about wealth: what happens if the government took on the mortgage debt?


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