Today we've been to Inverness. We stopped at a park and ride site and caught the bus in to the center. We had a good look around the shops as they wanted to treat me to a new dress and shoes for the stay at the hotel. It's so kind of them, especially poor George having to suffer all that women's shopping and the constant indecision and changing of minds that goes with it. I sometimes felt like a doll being dressed and undressed as one would agree to something and then the other would disagree, I had little say in the matter other than keep trying things on. I wasn't bothered by this as I wasn't paying so didn't think I had the right to object to whatever they wanted to buy me. I personally would have chosen something you would dress to attend a funeral service in because to me on the night that would be the most appropriate. In the end we settled for a nice burgundy knee length dress, which I can tell you wasn't cheap. They didn't seem to mind and even said I was worth it and that I would be reminded me of them whenever I wore it. That wasn't a help, my eyes were so full of tears I could hardly see to walk out of the shop. If they noticed they didn't say anything. Now all we had to do was choose the shoes to go with it!
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