In an effort to not get cabin fever on the second of my weekly days off and to allow the Bman to actually have his day off at home without anyone in the house – I went into Leeds today so he could yell at his laptop in peace.
Bright lights. Big City y’all! Oh yeah!
En route, I spotted this locksmith’s van which deserves some snaps. Well done that man with a van.
I survived the bus journey into town despite having forgotten my mp3 or any headphones so I could listen to music on my phone. Took a while to eventually tune out the incessant babble of the teenage girls on the bus with their,”yeah but no but yeah but no. but he said right, and OMG I’m so small I can’t even fit in a size 6 in New Look yeah because I think I must be like a 4 or summink”
Oh boohoo adorable youthful thin person. That must be terrible.
Once in Leeds I ended up drifting into Forbidden Planet to check out their Funko pop Vinyl sale and was ridiculously thrilled to see the legendary Pixie the Adventure Puss in the actual
flesh fur! What a beautifully coloured tortoise-shell she is too, and I commented such to her ‘dad’.
I can’t see our Alan Lickman going for it with the old getting walked on a harness though.
Or Pepper, who would probably collapse with fright like Mr Jelly when a leaf fell on his head. She almost imploded with fear the time we drove her 2 streets away in the car to the cattery the other year when we went to Orlando.
On a whim, when realising how close I was to Pieminister, I went in to treat myself to a lone lunch. ‘Chooks Away’ (vegan chicken) pie with mash, gravy and minted mushy peas with a pot of tea.
Read my book and watched the world go by along Boar Lane as I thought to myself, “This is awesome. I’m a very lucky girl” and I felt rather blessed. Such a northern bird – easily satisfied with a pie.
I was about to head home when my attention was grabbed by a window display of Halloween themed items in HomeSense. Showing what I consider as remarkable restraint, I resisted the urge to make purchase of a £15 large snowglobe of stacked glittery pumpkins which, when wound up, played the tune of, “Ding Dong the witch is dead”. Surely some sort of award should be presented to me for such willpower (possibly a £15 musical pumpkin snowglobe from HomeSense perhaps?)
Naturally I may have to go back into Leeds after Halloween to see if it has been reduced, because of course that kind of quality item isn’t just for Halloween y’all. Get that shit on display all year round!
Ciao Ciao Bitches