I have hated the David Jones city store ever since I turned around too fast and ran slap bang face on into a mirror on a column. That was in the early 2000s and I’ve never been in the store since.

I miss Buckley & Nunns. Their ecclesiastical department was a wonder - all the little old lades embroidering church vestments, stacked mitres and dog collars on shelves and more black floor length gowns than you could shake a stick at. I never knew about it until my then employer required some repairs to his legal wig - more repairs that I could do with glue and some hairs salvaged from my horse’s tail. Cos they also did repairs to legal and mayoral ceremonial garments too. I sorta wonder where church vestments come from nowadays.