Blimey guv’nor! Has it really been over two months? You call this news? Anyway. Yesterday we went to Bicester Village, one of the ever-growing number of out-of-town “designer” outlet centres. It sucks, it really does. It’s the bottom of the consumer capitalism barrel. Naomi Klein would say that it’s private space masquerading as public space. I would say that it was an interesting experience, much like the Trafford Centre in Manchester, except at least BV was outside so my eyes and throat didn’t dry out.
I can safely say that there was nothing there I wanted to buy. Well, maybe the Vans trainers would have been attractive were they not made in sweat-shops. If the Bose shop was open yet I would have looked in there. Everyone shopping there looked so miserable! Pret was packed, but at least the guy behind the counter mistook me for BV staff and gave me a discount on my Chorizo and Mozarella sandwich 
Oh well, happiness isn’t derived from the sum of your stuff…