I miss the bloody bus, which was a full five minutes early and didn’t even stop where it was supposed to, outside the Queen's Medical Centre, because there was no room and picked up 50 metres further down the road. Meaning although I had reached the actual stop before the bus pulled off, I still missed it because it didn’t pick up from there.
A very welcome pub lunch today and then squash later. Although I felt a bit queasy playing on pie, chips and a pint I still looked in better shape than my opponent. He claimed he was ill with a cold and, to be fair, he did look dreadful but you know, I don’t care. That’s a 2-1 win to me thank you very much.
(Thursday 25th October)