A 2 mile run with the hound this morning then I went Christmas shopping. Some success in that there is now a pile of goodies under the tree for Glyn, I still need to get something for my sister though, so more shopping tomorrow, why do I always leave it so late? I got the bus part of the way back from Preston due to lack of joined up train timetable. I never get the bus, I was like some sort of mad person quizzing the driver as to how close to my house he could stop in exchange for my £2.40. I compounded the madness by taking photos of myself while on the bus. Yes, it would seem I have reached a stage in life where the crazy person on the bus is me.
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:averts eyes: so as not to make eye contact with the crazy...
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