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Year View| Summary| Highlights| Month View| Wednesday 31 May 2006 (Day View)
31.05.2006 – Wednesday 31 May – Cold in the City
- • It is very cold.
- • I bussed into town, exchanging my corroded battery charger for a new, shiny one, and forgetting to take in the bond refund form, although I did remember to pick up a CD for Bronwen.
- • Bronwen and I had a somewhat heated discussion about the relative worth of the house she’s currently interested in. I think it is a terrible prospect—she is very interested. I fitted the sticky padding I bought from the hardware into my bike torch holder, making a nice snug fit for my new torch, and went for a walk around the park for want of anything better to do with my torch.
- Comment by Mum – Tuesday 6 June 2006, 2:54 PM
- Torch song. Something which does not necessitate long walks around the park. But rather short walks around the bedroom.