We took the bull by the horns today & went into Nuneaton to do some Christmas shopping. I wasn't looking forward to it at all, after my Coventry shopping experience, in which I fled empty handed. There were loads of market stalls up and down the main shopping area, mainly comprising of hat and woolly scarf stalls. Unfortunately, everyone had a wooly hat and scarf last year for christmas, so I had to bypass them. Then - Lo! what music to my ears! It was the Pan Pipe Music Man! Ah, I'd forgotten the joys of city centre shopping. With the echoing of 'I just called to say I love you' and 'O sole mio' Andean-style-ee and a new found spring in my step, I shopped like it was 4pm on christmas eve. 2 hours and back on the bus. Job done. Don't know what all the fuss is about.