I spotted this bag in our local post office whilst helping its owner unravel herself from a roll of UPS tape in which she and her cream cashmere poncho had become entangled. ‘Fendi?’ I asked. ‘Yes’ said, ‘How old ?’ I quizzed. ‘Four years’ she said, ‘isn’t it fabulous?’. We both agreed it was. As I said goodbye a man in the line craned his neck to see what all the fuss was about. ‘Jeesh’ he said, ‘I thought you were talking about a puppy’.