Up in the bedroom was a variety of clothing, mostly Shirley of Hollywood. While I don't normally like the stuff they produce, one item they did have was a red chinese silk brocade corset, size 34, that fit the bellinghwoman just perfectly. So I bought it for her forthcoming birthday, much to Janet's disgust, since she wanted it too.
Also bought (but couldn't have it immediately) the amazingly effective shaving kit - two items made by Seiko of Japan, one of which is a fine-toothed clipper for taking the hair back to the skin, the other a 'buffer' which you then run over the skin to do a very fine final polish, so you don't leave a stubble.
We also discovered that Charlotte and her kids are mad for Discworld stuff, so we promised to send her some membership forms for the convention - it may be completely incongruous for the theme of the evening, but who cares - we're sluts as far as trying to flog memberships is concerned.
Afterwards, back home to Royston. We've an early flight to Zurich, so the bellinghwoman doesn't even bother to sleep.