After breakfast, we wandered over to browse in a couple of the superstores. Mr D always heads for Halfords, a chain that sells car and bike peripherals which holds absolutely no interest for me, and I headed to Hobbycraft, a store that sells art and craft supplies which I'm drawn to like a moth to a flame!
I was browsing round some sketch pads when Mr D, obviously done in Halfords, came over to join me, and our conversation went like this ...
Me: All done?
Mr D: Yep
Me: Did you get anything?
Mr D: Yeah, a tin of bike grease and a bottle of wet lube.
Thus were a million fanfics born.