After buying my digital camera, SD card, batteries, battery charger, etc, I had £60 left of my birthday money. I spent £40 of it today on books^, books^, books^, books^, more books^ and scoubiedou strings^.
The only reason I went into town today was to buy the scoubie strings. I didn’t know where I’d find them (they haven’t been ‘in’ since 2005), so I asked my mum where I might find them. She told me to try a place called ‘the Works’ and told me (a few times) that they had deals on for books – 3 hardbacks for £10, 3 paperbacks for £5, etc.
I shouldn’t be allowed into any shop which sells books, as you’ve probably guessed. It’s not so much the cost, it’s mainly the fact that I can happily read a 300-400 page book within a few hours. I should go to a library, not a book shop.
I walked into the Works and immediately got sidetracked by the books. About a quarter of an hour later, I’d decided on fourteen books I wanted, then remembered why I’d entered the shop in the first place – scoubie strings!
I had a quick look around the rest of the shop (this was difficult – I was carrying fourteen books. Do you know how heavy fourteen of those things are?!) and at first, I didn’t see anything. Then I spotted them! Scoubie strings! For £0.59 each? No – 2 for £1!
There were eight packets left and I originally picked up all eight packets, then decided that might be a little greedy. So I put two packets back.
So I am now the pround owner of fourteen new books and six packets of scoubie strings (each packet contains forty strings, 40*6=240 strings!). I may be £40 lighter but I’m happy. 
