Until I have vouchers I want everything on the first and second floor of John Lewis. I want the leopard skins suede vans I’ll never be able to clean if/when they get dirty. I want the mustard converse that only go with one other in my wardrobe which I think also maybe too small.  I want the chunky bracelets that are so heavy I couldn’t wear them for longer than an hour (if that) but they make my wrist look so dainty and slip. I want the pendant locket without the locket part, I think it’s strange to walk around with photos hung around your neck.

I would adore the mixed set of the Jo Malone candles but lose the Grapefruit one, not sure who approved that but to be kind you’d call it sharp, to be honest, you’d call it potent.  I’ll take any of the Marc Jacobs perfumes except Honey or the tacky red one with the pointless butterflies. I’ll take anything by Acqua di Parma and I mean that because quite frankly they all smell practically identical to all but the discerning (moi!)

I’ll take any Ted Baker dresses as long as they have sleeves, Mr Baker thinks it’s summer all year round in Britain or we all have Michelle Obama arms.  Smart trousers from Whistles but only the cropped ones with tops from All Saints sans slogans if I can find any that aren’t white or grey, I’m a colourist.

I’m very easy to buy for which is why I always request vouchers for presents. The only thing is, and it’s just a small thing really, but once in possession of said vouchers, I can never see anything I actually need.