Left my Kangaroo Poo beanie on the bus this morning while on the way to church.
Gah.
It left me in a distinctly bad mood, one that not even the lovely people of the church could get me out of. And, no, I didn’t ask God for help when I was there because I fancied some self indulgent misery for a while.
Well, it passed the time.
So if you see a brown/gray/black beanie with a Kangaroo Poo tag on the First Glasgow 62 service, grab it and let me know.
But this does give me an excuse (and a really weak one at that) to break out the stupidly long Doctor Who scarf I have (the one that Ruth knitted for me but won’t let me wear out the house as I look to much of a tit in it…)
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