Decided to head to town to get the missing essential groceries I needed after spending two days indoors, taunting neighbors with my hacking and loud tissue depositing. Wondered why there were so many people about, and headed through the door of David jones. Noticed things like twenty dollar georg jensen coffee spoons on sale and then realused this was part of the big mid season sales. Okay there might have been something I missed when the junk mail went straight from my letterbox to the recycling bin.

Out the other side of the automatic doors is the walkway towards Borders, and stepping out I swear under my breath when I realize just how many people are in there I figured the people of Perth have become trained book vultures due to the bargain hunting that ensued from the closure of the two city Angus and Robertson stores. Pick that thing til its shelves are bare!

And so inside half the entrance displays are empty until the staff have time to unload some more remainders. Kobos are going for twenty per cent off, as are most items. But the magazine section, the place where I can browse overseas titles I could only glance at the covers online, is gone. Replaced by ten and fifteen dollar specials of, I don’t know what, richelle mead novels.

I head down the escalator in search of cookery bibles, but twenty per cent off is money best spent on groceries. The heat emanating from so many people downstairs is making my throat tickle, and it cannot be suppressed. Tearing up, I pull out another cough lolly from my handbag and ride upstairs trying to look as composed as possible while being rather loud. I think about coming back another day when I’m feeling better to fight it out, but then agan I’m not so sure. Maybe I’d be better off going to new edition on the other side of town for something i need.