I think she must have a sad life
Yesterday morning I followed my usual routine, breakfast, house tidying, watch an episode of McGyver... then caught the bus into town. When I got there I stood for a few minutes watching the big cranes lifting things into position on the empty block where Harris Scarfe used to stand. I thought about getting out the camera for a quick photo or two, but realised I'd get carried away and miss the next bus I was supposed to catch. So I left the cranes behind, promising myself photos on another day. As I neared the next bus stop, (about twenty yards away from it), the bus I was meant to get on pulled up. so I called up a spurt of energy and ran to catch it. Hey, look at me! Miss Lazybones, running! It was warmish inside the bus, and I was warmed from my twenty yard sprint, so once I was comfortably seated, I took off the light jacket I'd been wearing against the chill in the breeze. Immediately the woman across the aisle from me spoke up. "You shouldn't take ...