Didn't go to the gym tonight, however I did skip home from my sister's with a basket swinging from my arm in a Little Miss Muffet style. Actually, there was not so much skipping - but I did walk fast. Mainly because I was embarassed to be wandering the streets - past the overspill of several pubs, looking like a 1920s spinster with a basket over my arm. With nothing in it. At least if it had been full of cakes I would have had an excuse for carrying it.
The only clear solution is to make a host of cakes with which to fill it (and then gobble them all up - that's what Miss Muffet was all about wasn't it)?
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