My husband and I have been married eight years today. If I were a better, more organised wife, I would have sorted out a card last week BEFORE we went to the IoW. But I am not. So today, I snuck out (leaving the kids with him) to (1) go to the post office to return a tunic from Boden (there was nothing wrong with it, they just sent the wrong design) and (2) buy an anniversary card. I did pop into Aria but they only had birthday, new baby and wedding cards. Damn, I thought I was going to have schlep all the way to Angel to get one but then I remembered After Noah.
I’m not really sure how to describe After Noah – it sells children’s toys, wrapping paper, cards, furniture, Christmas decorations, random knickknacks. They have a particularly good range of toy cars.
As well as buying a card, I also bought a couple of advent calendars – they sell the old fashioned German ones, you see, which are now surprisingly difficult to buy. I know I’m Not Allowed to think about Christmas until after Guy Fawkes but if you wait until 1 December, the shops sell out of advent calendars.
When I got home, I hid them in a corner of the study. I must remember to get them out on 1 December.