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One of my least favourite things to do is to go shopping for bras.

Unfortunately it’s one of those things that has to be done.

So Saturday I was in the mall and in the spur of the moment decided to do my annual bra shopping.

I went into Edgars, asked the sales assistant in the underwear department to help me.

Reluctantly she took out her tape measure, and declared me to be a 32C.

I wish!

My face must have registered disbelief, because she quickly advised me to try different sizes.

I knew it wasn’t going to be the day I was taking a new bra home.

I fitted on a few in the change room, but nothing fit properly and the assistant had disappeared!

So I went to get some workout clothing instead.

During the next few days I will go to Woolworths where I’ve found the assistance with bra fittings to be friendlier and more sympathetic.

I just have to find the courage again.