Firstly, my apologies to Katie Melua.
Yesterday we visited the International Consumer Trade Fair, along with what seemed half the population of Doha ( the other half were presumably at the ATP tennis tournament watching Scottish #1 Andy Murray continue his rise to the top of the world rankings. Anyway, the new Qatar International Exhibition Center is state-of-the-art, although parking is going to be a continual problem unless they invest in extra car parking.
Qatar is shopping mad, so the hundreds of small traders, the majority from Egypt, China and Lebanon, were no doubt harboring high hopes of persuading eager local shoppers to part with their cash for, mostly, shoddy goods.
My wife was looking for a new handbag, of which there was a massive choice. Maybe not 9 million but certainly several thousand, including hundreds of Chinese-made fake designer bags. Alas, none met my wife’s exacting standards. There must be a shopping gene which my wife, god bless her, doesn’t possess, as she never settles for anything that doesn’t meet her requirements. Unlike yours truly who tends to purchase the first remotely suitable item he sees in the obviously mistaken belief that I will never the product I need amongst the hundreds of retail opportunities presented to me every week.
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