Well, that was unexpected.
The Plan:
Get up, have breakfast, go & get a haircut, drop shoes off at charity shop (see, I *do* get rid of them as well as buy more!), buy some Handel, come home.
The Reality:
Get up, have breakfast, go & get a haircut, drop shoes off at charity shop, buy a bicycle, come home.
Depending on whether I believe
cabd (who kindly reassured me I didn't make a huge mistake) or the bike shop man, it's a late 70s / early 80s Raleigh, with 3 speed gears. I actually managed to ride it most of the way home without falling off of having to stop for breath (though I did walk the Victoria Road bit, what with traffic & such). It's old, grubby, and lovely :)
Get up, have breakfast, go & get a haircut, drop shoes off at charity shop (see, I *do* get rid of them as well as buy more!), buy some Handel, come home.
The Reality:
Get up, have breakfast, go & get a haircut, drop shoes off at charity shop, buy a bicycle, come home.
Depending on whether I believe
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