Buses, Ally and clothes

This blog entry was compiled by Alex and Robyn: Today Alexandra Alice Standing and Robyn Martha Hawkins caught a total of four buses. Four. Four buses! This was due to a little tiny mistake Ally made. She went to pay for something in a shop and realised...... SHE DID NOT HAVE HER PURSE. How awful. So there was that moment of panic wondering where on Earth it had disappeared to. "What if it's been stolen?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!!!!!" That moment lasted for ages. From the time we realised the purse was missing up until the point where we got back to Ally's (where she got stressed and started shouting and screaming because she could not see it) and I found it. Ally rewarded me for being so fantastic by giving me a plastic watch. The kind with ballbearings that you have to get to rest in the little grooves. Oh yes. It does not, however, tell the time.

After this huge ordeal we decided to rest our aching limbs for a few moments whilst we ate Pom-Bears (of which Robyn did fantastic impressions), and drunk Pimm's and lemonade as we sat and cooled off. After this, we continued our endeavours to actually get into town and do some shopping, and so we stood at the bus stop near Ally's house. Turns out, she'd never actually been to this bus stop before and therefore did not know which buses came here. We suddenly saw a bus approaching, but in our short-sightedness, could not see the number. Panicking, Ally shouted "Glasses! Get your glasses out! Quickly! Hurry! It's right there! COME OOOOONNNN!!", and so Robyn quickly rushed into her bag and tried to shove her glasses on top of her sunglasses, which did not help, and after Robyn started to say "Oh... Oh dear! I can't see. Nope. Nothing.", Ally interrupted with a sharp "GIVE THEM TO ME! QUICK!" and proceeded to snatch them from her. We did then discover that it was indeed the 902, and we got on it and sat down.

In town, the first thing we did was go into the Bullring and get a Boots meal deal each. They are the food of God! GOD! You can imagine him up there on his big old cloud nibbling at his cheese and three bean wrap and chunky chocolate with blueberries. You know he does. So after that we decided to go and carry out the long winded yet immensely satisfying task of clothes shopping. We wandered round many shops, where Ally stressed about how flared some jeans were, Robyn attempted to squeeze into size 6 shorts (and failed), Ally tried to walk in stilettos, Robyn DID walk in stilettos, Ally bought leopard print shoes, Robyn wanted leopard print shoes, Ally bought a scarf, both bought belts and necklaces from Primark, both bought tops and Ally bought jeans. The jeans are like SEX. Better than, actually. They're so nice. They're exactly the ones she wanted. And they'd been reduced, like, from £45.00 to £19.99. She loves them. They are from GAP, and they're called Skinny Coupe Cigarette. She likes them because she likes the word 'skinny' attached to something on her person because she is not skinny. (She is far from fat!)

At the end of the day, we went to Costa in Waterstones where Robyn drank peppermint tea and Ally sucked the teabag. Then we got the bus back to Ally's where we ate Chinese while watching The Mighty Boosh.

And now we are here! HERE! WRITING A BLOG ENTRY WHATSIT! So, until next time my little fluffsniffers, Ally and Robyn. xxxxx