Nope, nothing to do with The Snowman. Just observations amidst the puddles.
We made a bit of a mistake today when we drove into town as we didn’t anticipate that the weather would change quite so soon, so we got just a little beyond damp.
As is always the case when I’m after something specific, it was not to be found, though Hubby managed to buy us new woolly hats (mine is rather dashing in navy and burnt orange with a pompom) and insulated gloves as our existing ones are worn, tired, and thin.
As Maggie and I were waiting outside for him, she herded me towards the opposite door which was closest to the wall, then put her nose in the doorway.
Just her nose mind, nothing else, and I soon found out why.
Our lass isn’t daft. There was a permanent waft of warm air overhead, and she took full advantage, turning her head this way and that for her personal blow dry.
I noticed a couple of interesting things though.
A young Mum wearing black leggings went in the shop with a pushchair and her youngster walking behind her. I had to move Maggie out of the way of the wheels which is why I noticed her attire.
When she came out, the kid was strapped in the chair (not unusual) but the jeans she was wearing still had the size sticker on the knee.
Shortly after that, a guy came out wearing a rather nice jacket, complete with the Sale tags on the sleeve.
Now if I was a suspicious kinda gal, I could be thinking maybe they just tried these things on and ‘forgot’ to take them through the checkout.