Fine drizzle, grey sky, public transport. Half of bitter in every Holt's pub I pass. Makes for half arsed shopping every day. Missed last post for 25th. Listen to end of year melancholy music, Elbow will do. Wrapping paper from Eccles market, 20p a roll. Festive frozen pizza for tea. Binge on last day of work then always tipsy, never smashed. What this tram needs is a man selling halves of bitter. Especially as I'm on the Eccles line, where trams go to die.
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