I have now discovered that I HATE fucking Bicester Village (outlet centre). I used to like it, but since the last time I went, the shops I liked are either a) not my taste anymore (see Reebok) or b) not there anymore (see Wrangler). Also, the new shops are all posh shit, like Christian Dior, Versace etc, so all the other shops have put up their prices. Long story short, I liked nothing that was there, if I did, I couldn't afford it and so basically I spent almost five hours out of the house, trailing around shops with
gigglingmoo,
spidergirl_jen and mum, whilst simultaneously not actually seeing said spidergirl. Eventually I just decided to go in all the shops I despise passionately, just out of some kind of torture upon myself. And also to insult the shop assistants and tell them politely that, if I need any help, I'll come and ask them for it, the snivling little cunts. Among my favourite of the above catagory is Fat Face AKA "Land of the mass-produced originalsTM" (oooh, let's all go and buy some jeans with clever writing on them, because we've all lost the creative ability to write on our stuff ourselves). I fucking hate that place, and Quicksilver is no better (thank god there was no billabong - I would have had to hurt someone).
All in all, a pretty shit day, so I'll save talking about Rome for when I'm in a better mood