Off I went yesterday to John Lewis at Bluewater. It was like being called home to the mothership, as various lovely members of staff encouraged me to run my fingers through piles of cashmere jumpers and admire the burnish on the Mulberry handbags. Bliss! In fact, the lady in charge of handbags even asked me …
Things aren’t always what they seem. A dear friend, who spent the summer in France, found herself becoming increasingly irritated by strangely erratic drivers she kept encountering, who were always braking suddenly, failing to indicate and didn’t seem to know their way around roundabouts. They all had a large red A on their numberplates. “These …