Lakeside

Today, I caved into commercialism and went with my family to Lakeside to brave the Christmas sales. A scary experience, and I'm very glad I didn't bring Henry along. I was surprised to learn that 1.3 million people went to the West End yesterday, and spent £120million. That comes out to just over £90 per person, which really isn't that much, considering not only how much there is to buy in London, but also how much stuff costs nowadays! (Haha I really am getting old...)
Anyway, I've made semi-plans to hit Oxford Street with Liz for the January sales. It's the Caius London meet-up tomorrow, but I don't think I'll be going any more. Ughh, so fail.
In the sales, so far I have bought... two dresses, a skirt, a jumper, jeans, and underwear. And I say I am a poor student who doesn't like shopping. I also remember saying that I have too many clothes (because of my Americaland trip). Oh dear, even more fail.
Retail therapy. There *must* be some excuse...
After coming back home, I did no work, called a couple of friends, then lolled with my crazy family. My Mother was trying on my sister's dressing gown...