There are some of us who live to shop - but I can tell you now that I’m not one of them.
Am I anti-shopping? No
Do I hate shopping? No

Shopping is a fact of life, but I prefer to think of myself as someone who shops to live - and not the other way round.

People say that it’s the great British past-time.  Each Boxing Day morning and you can’t get on the M60 because of the queue for the Trafford Centre - it’s been closed for a whole day and people are suffering withdrawal symptoms.

But how many people are really happy when they shop?  Do you you see people laughing and smiling?  Or are they grim-faced and determined as they trudge wearily on in search of the ever-elusive bargain?

Does shopping fulfil us, give us a sense of satisfaction, or does it leave us with a slight sense of uneasiness, of never quite achieving what we aspire to?

I like to observe shopping, to think about what happens, to have an opinion - and my plan is to share it with all of you.