So he came to me, hands wringing, worried look on his face (which makes me think I've done something very very bad) and spilled. Day booked off. And an outing planned. Something I've been wanting to do since I moved to Birmingham in 2008. Something we have tried to do a number of times but never quite got to, through illness or last minute new plans. But today is the day. We are getting changed and wrapped up ready.
We are going on the number 11 bus - all around the city and back home.
Must dash. Bus to catch!
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