Irvine Multi Storey Car Park

I had to meet Mrs C near here after an hour shopping for clothes to go on holiday to the south of France. I hate shopping for clothes. Managed to spend over 40 minutes talking about data roaming to a very informative bloke in the Vodaphone shop, then 5 minutes buying Asda pants (they have my name in the label) and a terrible hat to protect my balding patch from the sun. Don't these colours on the walkway of the car park look really mediterranean? Can't we just go to Irvine for a fortnight?