
My friend made me go catch the coach, as I guessed she'd do, as when it's raining she hates the bike. So I go down to the centre and look for the coach. took me ages 'coz I usually go with her to the Night Bus stop for her to go home, but the daytime stop is different and I didn't recognize the company.
Soaking wet, at 14:25 I find out there's a bus at 14:20 and the next one is at 16:20!!! So back to looking for a phone, and back to changing plans, and back to the train station, catch train + local bus that goes rooound and rooound unknown areas until I'm supposed to recognize, from the only other time I'd caught it, over a year ago, the right stop!
Got off the bus, no-one waiting for me -she was supposed to be on her way to the stop when I called to say I'd caught the bus! and after fifteen freezing, wet minutes I phone her -by now my

Anyway, lunch with some lovely Lambrusco, and lots of gossip and loathing of ex-s and kid's tricks on us, and it was time for the concert. New chapter in a moment.
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