Which is why I don't normally go home when there is a bank holiday in sight - especially when I have to use public transport *shudder*.
The bus journeys were bad, as the buses were crowded with loud people, badly controlled children, and badly controlled dogs. I could also live without listening to you whine that a bus hadn't turned up, when if you had read the timetable you would have realised it doesn't run on Sundays or Bank Holidays. So it was your own stupid point you spent 3 hours at the bus stop *shaking head*
Other than the travel there were several downs to the weekend:
I was going to have some driving practice, but by the time we got round to it I had come down with a stinking head cold, and couldn't concentrate.
We went to Beverley just so I could get some new hiking boots, but the store didn't have any in stock - so I feel really bad that Mum took me there (and bought an expensive lunch), especially as I was already all shopped out from Asda and Matalan.
I had a stinking head cold.
Nana is getting worse, she really doesn't seem to care about anything now.
Brid was Brid at Easter.
I fouled up my knitting
There was some good too though:
I got to spend a lot of time with Mum.
Mum now knows how to work her DVD player (I think)
I have plants for my garden!
I got bargain joggers for Yoga in Asda, and the Green and Blacks chocolate cookbook for less than half price in Matalan
Mum is fixing my knitting
I got a lot of chocolate for Easter!
I got a bargain knitting magazine
