I had to go all the way back to school for piano. Alright, okay, it's not exactly at school but it's a stone's throwaway; Balmoral.
I had to walk under the hot sun to the bus stop, sweating like mad.
I then enjoyed the lovely air-con when i boarded 67. It was almost empty and it was the bendi. kind.
I had to walk again, from another bus-stop to balmoral, under the sweltering sun.
My sad story ends here.