Whatever that means
Sent on a lunchtime errand by Mandy for some craft material so that she can finish a little knitted dinosaur. Part of someone’s Christmas. I thought I might be able to save myself a long walk and instead of traipsing all the way to John Lewis thought I’d pop into Paperchase on George Street. They have some art supplies. Basic but I wasn’t looking for much. Anyway, I went in and looked around for a bit. Couldn’t see it so started heading back out but just as I was making my way past the picture frames I spotted an assistant and asked, half-shouted, over the display stand, “excuse me, can I get felt in here?” She hesitated. I left.