The stupefying boredom of wandering aimlessly round uninteresting shops is a sensation known to most men. A burden made all the worse by an occasional and always badly timed question about non-gadget goods; or even worse, garments — the answer to which is almost always fraught with danger. One wrong, or heaven forbid, uninterested answer, inevitably making the jaunt even more jarring.
And if that wasn’t bad enough, evidence would also seem to suggest that it never, ever, ends.






