Introduction


Can each day be headlined by a word (or two) and represented by a single sentence?

Will they, in turn, weave together to form a tapestry of the year?

It may be more mundane than momentous, but it’s mine to share.

Monday, 7 March 2016

Local Bus

When there is a village bus service only one day a week, and your bus pass is still a novelty, you have to make the most of the opportunity, so I hopped aboard the 09:30 converted bread van to Darlington where I spent an hour shopping for anniversary presents, about the same with my Kindle in Coopers Tea Shop, and the final hour in the soon to be criminally closed Central Library, catching up on some writing; by then it was time to catch the last bus home – for the week as well as the day – at 13:10.

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