Retail therapy is much cheaper than a psychiatrist.
I must be a strange sort of chap because I like shopping. Especially I like going shoe shopping with a woman.
So, today I am taking a train-ride to Newcastle upon Tyne to spend the day wandering around the stores. I’m not looking for anything in particular, but I have the time and I have the money.
At least I’ll get myself a decent cup of coffee.
And chat with the heavily made-up women working on the cosmetics counters.