Cycled three miles to the gym.
At gym realised that I'd left my trainers at home.
Cycled home to get trainers.
Arrived at home only to find that I'd left door keys at gym.
Cycled back to gym and retrieved said keys.
Cycled home, let myself in and found trainers. Put them in panniers.
Cycled back to gym and changed into trainers.
Still in time for Step class.
I think the idiot you know must know the idiot I know.
who, by the way once arranged to meet a friend for lunch...by text...only to realise that he'd texted a work colleague (with the same first name, but with whom he'd never spoken)...who had agreed to meet?!
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