Do you want to know about my secret dream

I take a deep breath and force myself to focus calmly, starting at the top. WH Smith (well, that’s OK. Everyone needs stationery.)Boots (everyone needs shampoo)Specsavers (essential)Oddbins (bottle of wine — essential)Our Price (Our Price? Oh yes. The new Charlatans album. Well, I had to have that, didn’t I?)Bella Pasta (supper with Caitlin)Oddbins (bottle of wine — essential)Esso (petrol doesn’t count)Quaglinos (expensive — but it was a one-off)Pret à Manger (that time I ran out of cash)Oddbins (bottle of wine — essential)Rugs to Riches (what? Oh yes. Stupid rug.)La Senza (sexy underwear for date with James)Agent Provocateur (even sexier underwear for date with James. Like I needed it.)Body Shop (that skin brusher thing which I must use)Next (fairly boring white shirt — but it was in the sale)Millets. I stop in my tracks. Millets? I never go into Millets. What would I be doing in Millets? I stare at the statement in puzzlement, wrinkling my brow and trying to think — and then suddenly, the truth dawns on me. It’s obvious. Someone else has been using my card.