Christ’s Pieces

I left to get the park and ride to Cambridge. Mr Pandammonium said Mr Perkins was out, and not to run over him in the car. Running him over was not the problem: he was sitting on top of the car.

I exhausted myself in Cambridge. On the way between the town centre and the shops around the Grafton Centre, I saw the pretty flowers on Christ’s Pieces, then noticed the lady with the walking poles walking past.

I had to miss going to Tesco so I’d be back in time for Fight Klub. I’ll go to Tesco tomorrow instead.

I like Fight Klub. It’s more fun than running or HOP, and it feels like a better workout than Zumba.

After Fight Klub, I thought I’d have a Ryvita. Mr Perkins thought he’d have a Ryvita as well – he decided all up in my face. For an easy life, I gave him a little bit. Then another little bit, then I told him no more. He was displeased. He was displeased all up in my face.