You know that thing when you leap out of the car on the first day of your holiday ready to fall in love with everyone and everything and then the very first shop that you walk into is adorable and there is this one scarf and you want it so badly and your best friend (in this case the lovely Mary) says that it would really suit you but you look at your husband's face (in this case MrM) and you can see he is thinking that if you are like this in the first shop of the holiday what are you going to be like for the rest of the fortnight so even if your bestie is saying that you really should buy the scarf you bravely walk out of the shop just to prove to your husband that there are no other shops that look remotely interesting and then when you go back after lunch it is closed. Well, that.
So then you spend the rest of the holiday dreaming about the scarf and blaming yourself for not standing your ground and it is a personal tragedy.
And then on the last day of the holiday you realise that you are driving past that little town and you persuade your husband who is now relaxed and will indulge your eccentricities to stop just in case the little shop is open. And it is! So you buy the scarf and one for MissM too.
Yes, since you ask, of course there is a website but I didn't know that, did I?