I did go line dancing in Guiseley yesterday. Arrived nearly ten minutes late (a horror for someone as rabidly punctual as me) because the bus got stuck behind an unloading lorry which took up half the narrow road in Menston. Eventually he squeezed through. I'll walk next week.
I was terrible of course, but everyone was very sweet and said I did amazingly for my first time. They don't realise it will be months, if ever, before I show any improvement! Going back next week, it's good fun exercise.
Then off to Leeds in the sunshine. Got my haircut, but it wasn't my usual hairdresser, and on inspection she hasn't cut it short enough. Grrrrrrr. I deliberately went ten days before going down to my parents, to give it time to look less severe. It will be all unkempt again by the time I get down there.
Off to the market (of course).
Looking not buying. Although if the kitten cage hadn't been looked up I may have tried to smuggle one out. They were so adorable. Wouldn't stay still for a photo op though.
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