Didn't really want to go out tonight. I was tired. It got a bit late. It's got colder again. I couldn't think of somewhere within one block that I hadn't already left one!
I toyed with leaving it with the cheque in the bottle for John the milkman. But I chickened out. I have only met the poor guy about twice in the six years he's been leaving pintas on th doorstep!
But then I thought I could leave another on a bike rack, just outside the curious but lovely London Borough of Jam. The one outside the Elderfield is still there so I'm hoping for some more bike rack luck. Though I guess if people are taking the others that are missing home to cherish that would not be All Bad. Doubt it though.
I got all excited about the next location and it felt easier to pop out into the dark and cold.
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