I debated whether I should give
my ticket away for the Sunday Christmas ball. I bought the ticket ages ago but I no
longer work there. But I’ve left it far too late to sell the ticket on. On Saturday
afternoon, I realised that I had to somehow start preparing. I headed downtown
and bumped into one of the other guests for the day who was also doing some
shopping. After a brief chat, I popped into the local suit shop and managed to
rent a suit for the evening. Then it was off to a new hairdresser to get the
mop sorted. It was quite quiet for a Saturday afternoon; and although the
barber was a bit butch; I managed to get a decent haircut. All that I needed to
do was decide on transport; drive up there or get the train. Eventually I decided
on the train to give me more time to play on my way up.
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