"Well, whaddya know?"So, I went away for a few days to enjoy some new theatre, see old friends, make new friends, admire hats and play games. While running around between hangovers, I was trying my best to find the ultimate dress, with no success.
I come home dress-less, and discover a new shop has opened on the street where I live, taking up the spot that has been unoccupied for over five years.
Well, whaddya know? It sells one thing, and one thing only.
Bloody dresses. You wait over a year and a half for the right one, even leave the country for the sake of it and then a shopful turn up all at once.