And guess who snagged the sleeve of her pretty much brand new Montane Atomic tonight? What was I doing, you may ask? Climbing Ben Nevis? Sliding dramatically down scree? Fighting my way through a veritable jungle of gorse?
No. I was coming out of the toilet cubicle in Tesco and snagged it on the bloody door catch.
I don't think it's too damaged, but I cried. Like a baby.