Despite our lack of victory, a fine time was had by all. But! Tragedy was on its way. Well, a very, very small tragedy: I left my beloved silvery blue fingerless mittens on the bus. I realised I'd done it as soon as I got off, but it was too late - the bus was zooming away down the dual carriageway. I'm sad to say that I actually stamped in rage at this point, and stayed in a rage all the way home, muttering things to P like "they go with my hat!" and "no, I can't get another pair becuase I got them in New York five years ago!" P tried to calm my ferocious wrath, but to no avail. It's a rather pathetic indication of my inability to put things into proportion that I actually DREAMED first that I found my mittens and second that I discovered another, even nicer pair which also went with my silvery blue and turquoise hat. Anyway, I rang the lost property office this morning but they said they don't get stuff sent in until twelve. I hope no one nicked my mittens. But I fear I'll never see them again...
to the victor, the spoils. or not.
Despite our lack of victory, a fine time was had by all. But! Tragedy was on its way. Well, a very, very small tragedy: I left my beloved silvery blue fingerless mittens on the bus. I realised I'd done it as soon as I got off, but it was too late - the bus was zooming away down the dual carriageway. I'm sad to say that I actually stamped in rage at this point, and stayed in a rage all the way home, muttering things to P like "they go with my hat!" and "no, I can't get another pair becuase I got them in New York five years ago!" P tried to calm my ferocious wrath, but to no avail. It's a rather pathetic indication of my inability to put things into proportion that I actually DREAMED first that I found my mittens and second that I discovered another, even nicer pair which also went with my silvery blue and turquoise hat. Anyway, I rang the lost property office this morning but they said they don't get stuff sent in until twelve. I hope no one nicked my mittens. But I fear I'll never see them again...
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