Retail therapy

I’ve just heard the thud of the post hitting the mat. And I can tell by the size of that thud that there is a good haul of catalogues included today. Yummy! What all those retailers don’t realise, though, is that, for me, leafing through the catalogues, or even surfing online for goods, has virtually taken the place of buying. By the time I’ve browsed a site like, say, this delicious one for lighting , or this one for furniture , I’m often all shopped out. 

 Of course, there are exceptions, but I’ve found myself, of late, ordering stuff and then sending it all straight back. Normally, I’m too idle to get to the post office to return mail order goods. Things that don’t fit, don’t suit or don’t make any sense at all end up shoved to the back of the wardrobe for all eternity. Now, however, I’m making the effort. Is the credit crunch finally catching up with me, here in Dulwich? Yikes.

Sometimes, I’m lucky enough to be sent things to review, like the multiple mobile phone charger Premier Family Charger. With two talkative girls in the house, I completely saw the point of having some sort of charger central, which would whisk away all our jumbled cords in a clever, tidy fashion. I wasn’t disappointed in this – the Family Charger is a neat gadget which sorts everything in a way I really approve of. Where it does fall down a little, though, is that it has its own long, ugly black cord, which snakes around the kitchen in place of the others. Ok, one cord is an improvement on four – but wouldn’t it have been great if you could have tidied this cord away too? I know, I know, I am impossible to please. For anyone not as bonkers to me, this is the end of your charging woes.

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