Saturday, 8 January 2011

New Gloves!

I lost my gloves in November on a bus to Heathrow.

(long story, not that interesting)

Anyway, there was a thing called Xmas, and life was busy. So I had put off buying a new pair until this morning. Riding back from work in the relative warmth of Spring,

(in other words, the rain, not snow)

I spied a 24 hour supermarket.

There, amongst the fluorescent lights and the automatic checkouts, where human souls no longer sit and stare blankly into space, were a pair of gloves.

They were woolly, warm, not waterproof.

(you cannot have everything in life, can you?)

But, they were cheap.


So, along with some fruits and some bin liners, I bought them. And now have toasty warm hands when I ride the bicycle!

(the clapped out piece of crap that is...)