Hunter and Gatherer

See that lovely couple, laughing merrily as they shop their way down the high street? Yeah. That will never be me and Mr TR. Why? Because, over the past eight years together, we've discovered we have very different approaches to shopping.

This past weekend, we took to High Street Kensington to buy gifts for our annual pilgrimage to Cairo, coming up this Saturday (eep!). And, like every year before, I steeled myself to spend a few hours browsing, comparing, discussing . . . thank God for hip flasks!

You see, Mr TR is a shopper at heart. He loves to trot into every shop and examine its contents, whether relevant or not. On the other hand, I prefer the 'in and out' method. Decide what you want before hand, swoop in, grab it, and get out (after paying, of course, ha!). The faster, the better. In fact, when I go shopping, sometimes I play a little game to see how fast I can pop to the shops and return home  again. Dithering drives me insane.

I'm the hunter. He's the gatherer. Can you say role reversal?

What kind of shopper are you? And do you bring your hip flask along for the ride?