This is why it's silly to go into TK Maxx with a specific purchase in mind - and, apparently, why I shouldn't be trusted to buy my own clothes.
But what would you, reader, have done if you'd seen That Face peeking at you from among the housewares? Would you have loved him and squished him and never let him go, then paraded through the streets of Bromley with a wolf's head poking out of your shopping-bag and brightened everyone's morning? Of course you would!
Too many plushies, too few trousers: the story of my life.