The first thing you do with a door handle is you do not look at it
I didn’t go to Racodac this morning, as a lie-in somehow felt a better option. When I did go in, I helped Yazz Y. with her Typography project for a fair while. I would’ve made a start on mine, but I still haven’t decided whether to do mine still or moving image. Hmmm.
Going in later, I didn’t leave for home until a bit later than I normally would. To make up the lost-time, like. I walked a fair bit with Emma K, got some money out of the bank, and finally got myself a bus pass. I’m not too happy that it says “CHILD” on it, but the price did please: £15.40 for a whole month.
To think I’ve been spending £10 on bus fare per week. That’s damned annoying.