Doh!

I was sent to one of my ultimate favourite stores Borders to some wedding / bridal magazine's, my mother is doing a celebrants course in the hope of lining up some cash in her retirement.

So, there I was looking through 'Brides Bible', 'Modern Bride' and 'Elegant Bride Magazine' with shrewd cynicism, and holding back giggles with such articles 'Now you have the ring, how to hold onto your man' and 'How to make your wedding day the best day of your life'... I see a handsome man flipping through 'Gourmet Traveller' we catch each others eyes, my smirk turns to smile, the flirtatious exchange continued as per page flick.

He places a couple of magazines back in the rack, smiles as he walks towards me (otherwise known as the way out of the section) and takes a glance at my pile of mag's splayed across the floor in front of me, the look of disgust across his face, I was take aback, if looks could kill... I looked away feeling totally rebuffed, then my eyes followed him as he walked to the front of the store. I glanced down, Wedding magazines surrounding me...