There are 366 shopping days till Christmas - so don't get flustered yet
WHAT I love about the eve of Christmas Eve is that there's only one more shopping day to Christmas. If I go into a shop I walk straight up to the item I'm buying. Then I bring it to the counter and pay for it.
There are women who have to look at 17 different things they have no notion of buying. And they have to touch all the garments and turn them around and upside down and imagine what they'd look like on even though they know they will never wear the clothes.
I'm speaking in vast generalities here. You can't expect me to go through the register of electors and write Mary Murphy isn't mad for the shopping and Mary A Murphy is. There isn't room to individualise. Is that a word? Individualise. It sounds like something from a press release made by a multinational about moving jobs to a place where labour is cheaper than here. The point is if you're not one of the women who take ages at shopping, well then take no notice.