A day of wasted chances...

I am feeling a tad mopey.

For the second week running I have failed to make it to my ice skating classes.

The particularly miserable thing about this is that I want to go ice skating. I really really do. For the last two weeks I've checked tfl website, left the house at 6 pm, to get to my lesson at 7.15 pm. I've felt happy and bouncy about going.

Both times something has just gone wrong. ( You may hear the entire sorry story if you wish )

( And if you feel particularly kind and like pandering to me, you may see silly internet tat here as well )

A day of wasted chances...

I am feeling a tad mopey.

For the second week running I have failed to make it to my ice skating classes.

The particularly miserable thing about this is that I want to go ice skating. I really really do. For the last two weeks I've checked tfl website, left the house at 6 pm, to get to my lesson at 7.15 pm. I've felt happy and bouncy about going.

Both times something has just gone wrong. ( You may hear the entire sorry story if you wish )

( And if you feel particularly kind and like pandering to me, you may see silly internet tat here as well )