So tomorrows the big day, AB and I are off to Newcastle for a couple of days, so in an attempt to woo, I'm having a metrosexual days shopping for new clothes hoping to Dress To Impress. First stop Boots, I'm out of Clinique Shaving foam so need to stock up, after that it's just an endless trawl through the high street chains hoping to find something that fits me, but also looks good. AB has a style of her own and always manages to look good without any effort, me...it takes effort.
First thing I notice is that size ** jeans are all being made a little tighter these days....WTF is wrong with clothing manufacturers? Obviously I can't have put weight on by constantly eating out and not working out, so it's the clothes fault. I buy a few pairs of trousers in a slightly bigger size and move on to shirts and T-Shirts, those feckers are in league with the smaller jeans conspiracy and have apparently shrunk their wares too. I buy a couple of shirts, sweatshirts and T-Shirts and think, I perhaps need to go back to the gym...
Shoes..Hurrah, my feet have not grown any bigger and the shoe folk have not caved under pressure from the tailored community and have kept their wares normal. I opt for two styles of boot that compliment my trousers and am pretty much done, a belt, a jacket and some aftershave and I'm good to go..I'll look good, I'm in reasonable shape (except for the sore back which is still agony, more on that next post) and I'm roughly aware of a plan for our two days...
So that's it, I'm all set, AB and I chat on messenger and I arrange to pick her up at nine tomorrow morning, I'm nervous as hell, but super excited at the same time, I get a chance to shine and cannot wait......
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