It’s been a weekend of retail therapy around these parts, as yesterday J and I went to John Lewis to register for our wedding list. It is enormous fun to wander round a department store with a bar code scanner, scanning lots of lovely things for other people to buy for you. Although typically J and I managed to disagree about practically every single item, because we have a long and colourful history of never ever liking the same things ever.

However, after years of practice, we’ve got disagreeing with each other down to a fine art, and we can normally reach consensus fairly rapidly and with no bloodshed or threats of pre-marital divorce. Although we almost came to blows over wine glass designs, because it turns out J is an old woman in disguise and yearns for floral-cut crystal goblets. We eventually compromised on some crystal with a more modern design, but I had to call J a lot of names before he saw sense.

J also revealed a never-before-mentioned yen to own a bread maker. So, yeah, we’ve put one of those on the list. I give it a week before he gets bored and goes back to buying sliced loaves at the corner shop. But it’ll be fun while it lasts. I managed to resist the temptation to list an ice-cream maker, because let’s face it, I’m never going to be as good at making ice cream as Ben or Jerry, even if I’m well-equipped.

So, yeah. We’re all registered. Let the gift buying begin! We kicked it off ourselves today, actually, by taking ourselves shopping on the Kings Road for sunglasses and a new handbag for me. Well, the sales are on! And there’s an economic downturn! Might as well take advantage. But man, being a consumer is hard work! I’m drained now. And I still have all the ironing to do.