Wet and miserable

At least there was no wind so the rain felt a bit less bone chilling. After a late breakfast with son number 1 who for once wasn’t dashing off somewhere I made my way into town to catch up with a pal.
Several hours later we emerged from Social Bite and the rain had stopped. Too late to use my concession card on the train I got the 57 bus, slightly to my disappointment there was no drama, just a chap eating a pineapple tart from Greggs. I’m partial to the odd pineapple tart and I’ve made a mental note to sample the Greggs one in due course.
I was so hungry by the time I got home so I had beans on toast for supper which was delicious and ready in less than 5 minutes.