In my quest to have a play with the new iPads – to try before I buy – I made the truly stupid mistake of visiting Westfield Stratford after midday on a Saturday.
It. Was. Hell. On. Wheels.
I’m not a massive fan of crowds anyway, but something about the slow-moving sheep-like crowds at Westfield today made me want to scream bloody murder.
People seemed to wilfully block my every move, standing at the top and bottom of escalators, blocking lifts, shop entrances and anywhere else I wanted to go.
The moved in herds, five and six-abreast, wheeling massive baby-carriers resembling something from the future.
I’m pretty Type A at the best of time but found myself having to mentally talk myself back from a meltdown.
A lightning fast visit to the Apple Store (“we don’t sell iPad Minis, you need to buy them online”), then John Lewis (“we don’t sell them in store, you have to buy them online”) and finally Currys (“It hasn’t been released yet but have you seen the new Nexus?”) and I was out the door and back on the Jubilee Line to the relative sanity of Canary Wharf.
Which was desolate by comparison. But similarly lacking in iPad Minis.
I’m sorry to say the whole episode has driven me to comfort eating (my excuse, anyway) and I’m about to crack open a new box of mince pies from Marks & Spencer.
Definitely buying my next iPad online.
And probably every single bit of my Xmas shopping.
Westfield’s loss shall be Amazon’s gain.