Happy New Year! Or, should I say Happy Sale Season. Yes, it’s Sale time again. No sooner have we polished off our Christmas dinner and sunk back onto the sofa to watch a film than the shops are dragging out rail upon rail of sale stock and putting big money off banners up in their windows. The Next Sale always seems very popular, with people queuing in the night to be there for the 5am opening. Now, what’s that all about? I never understand (not least because I don’t buy an awful lot from Next), why people can’t just turn up at normal time to take a look at the sale. They’re obviously desperate to be first through the door, but why does that have to be at an unearthly hour? It’s the poor staff I feel sorry for - retail’s no fun around Christmas. I can appreciate that if you’re genuinely up for a sale there are some great bargains to have, but as with sales in most clothes shops, they wheel out all the tat from years gone by that has been festering in the stockroom since the last sale! I for one, can’t be bothered to search through it all, while other customers push and shove to get past me. I much prefer to wait until all the fuss has died down and have a more leisurely browse at the remaining sale stock at the end of January, beginning of February, when the last items will be reduced even further and you can still pick up a real bargain. So, what about you? Are you a Sale Sucker?