The day without a car

So, yesterday I took the day off work and had my car MOT test done. I drove the car to the garage, and walked home. I’m not sure how long it took me, but Google Earth claims it’s a distance of about 1.25 miles.

I sent Lynn a message. It turns out she’s home today — but only until noon. So I can go see her — if I’m quick. With that, I went out the front door and started walking. In fact, I decided to jog there. I now realise what a horrible mistake this was. Clearly I am nowhere near fit enough to be jogging, least of all on concrete footpaths. I also got lost once I reached her estate. I couldn’t figure out where exactly her house is. Anyway, I did eventually reach Lynn’s house at about 11. I was pretty soaked by then. :S

It was really nice to see Lynn again, if only fairly briefly. She invented me to come to her line dancing class that evening. I was actually quite warm while I was walking, but having taken my coat off and sat down (still soaking wet), I began to feel quite chilly. That soon faded when I began walking home. I left Lynn’s place at noon, at got home at 1, so it took me an hour to do that walk. (And it was a walk this time; I’ve got all day, after all.) Google tells me the trip was about 2.75 miles. (It could have been slightly shorter if I’d taken a different route.)

I had to go get my car back later. If you total all that up, that’s 8 miles in one day. Perhaps unsurprisingly, today I’m utterly crippled. God only knows how I’m going to survive today’s dance class.

I had a nice relaxing evening with Lynn at this line dance class. I’d be lying if I said I learned anything. Actually I spent most of the time watching. But it seems a lot of folks did that, and it seemed fairly relaxed in there. Needless to say, Lynn got me to do all kinds of dancing with her that has nothing to do with line dancing. (In particular, the Mayfair Quickstep when that tune came on. And some Rock & Roll.) It seems she’s quite jealous that Nicole gets to dance R&R with me now. And I thought they were best of mates…

Anyway, Lynn wants to go to a tea dance with me. I said I’ll see if the local monthly dance is still on.

While I was down by the garage, I also had a look round two florists. Valentine’s Day is of course their biggest day of the year. They did look hassled. I first visited Back To The Fuchsia. That’s a pretty tiny place, and almost everything in the room was already sold. They did have a few flowers left outside, but they seemed very tatty to me. I then visited S. G. Willis. Again, considering it’s the most important day of the year, most of their offerings did look fairly unimpressive. Then again, seeing the panicked staff manhandling the things around, perhaps that’s not surprising.

Interflora want £15 for a single red rose. £25 for a bouquet. One arrangement was priced at £103. And another just like it was on offer for £507. I don’t know who the hell spends that kind of money on one single bunch of flowers… Decking out an entire building might cost that much, but not one small bunch of flowers. (I think it was the tiny, nearly invisible diamonté crystals that did it.) I know in the past a few of the girls at work have had couriers bring them what looks like an entire rosebush; I couldn’t see anything like that for sale.

Suffice it to say, I managed to purchase a single red rose (one that didn’t look half-dead) for a mere £3.50. My plan was to hide it in my dance bag and surprise Helen with it either at the beginning or end of tonight’s dance class. But it turns out the flower is far too big to fit in my bag without being crushed. And today I can hardly walk, never mind dance. So God only knows how I’m gonna sneak this thing into the building, or give it to Helen without embarrassing her in front of the entire class. She probably won’t be impressed anyway… Remind me, why am I doing this?

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