Blinded by the light wrote:Daughters b-day was on the 14th. She decided we had to go to Smyths ( a point of order, it isn't Smiths :p ) toy store at The Fort for a slime carry case thingy. Colours where paradise pink and electric blue. With silver glitter ( a Hawkins moment, almost resolved calling it tinsel stuff ), another with opaque hexagons and third wee hearts triangle star mix. Also got a unicorn Owl ( a bag with owls, shortly after Luna and Celestia where acompanied by owls, still have them floating about the house). Ventured round to a avant gaurd burger joint arroun the corner where she mixed the activator with the slime. Only advantage was I could use a knife to open packaging. 17 quid for a plain burger, chicken burger and banana milkshake (when will these Brits learn they can't cook meat? Stick with dumplings, chicken broth soups, cottage/Shepards pies and stews). Was ment to go through on monday but injured my right flank some how ontop of the after effects of a broken rib on the left. Decided regardless how I felt on tuesday I was going to go regardless of time since the store closed at ten. On the train back to Hamilton we sat at a table mixing the colours and shiny things. Ticket tout for some reason decided to give me a return and never provided ticket for child ( another Hawkins moment, I was only able to indicat who else I needed a ticket for. Two tickets and non for a child? What was I going to do when placeing ticket in barrier? Turns out barrier had a malfunction so passed through unhindered. An interesting and fun day. Buses trains andtaxies, even the taxi driver was the guy I got after returning from london 6-8 months back. More or less picked up from where we left our last conversation.
Somebody needs a paragraph making machine for their birthday or Christmas.