On using the wrong strap
My bag is in the process of losing a strap, and I am in the process of coming to terms with the fact that I will need to mend it.
My bag is in the process of losing a strap, and I am in the process of coming to terms with the fact that I will need to mend it.
I’m back on the train. I have joined the commuting classes – as if there were such a thing – and I’m quite glad about it. Not especially about the ride, but it creates a small space in my day where no one can complain about me ‘playing’ with my phone. No one can be […]