The sun is shining, the baby and I are laughing and I skip along the merry streets to collect my bag. I go in, big orange box appears, I am asked to come towards to back of the shop as sometimes there can be demanding onlookers wanting a bag and I am happy. Box is opened, bag slowly unwrapped, I get a peek of the colour, it looks divine, my heart is happy.. and... Wrong colour hardware. Palladium, not gold. Bag back in box. Me on train home. Baby crying! Another one will be ordered. Sometime. Ahhh, it could only happen to me!