Calendar Girls

It’s that time of year again when the shops fill up with biscuits and fairy lights when I go and buy myself a calendar for the forthcoming year. This year, though, I’m in a bit of a quandary. Do I go for a calender “endorsed” by Kandinsky or rabbit merchandise from Miffy?

(Incidentally, I’m not sure where I’m going to go to buy said calendar as this new shopping centre seems far too upmarket to reduce itself to selling calendars for goodness sakes… While on the subject of Westfield, Toby Young wrote a piece in the Guardian this weekend, which despite using the phrase “Bushoisie” to refer to W12 residents, is quite amusing)