Yesterday was not fun. Mistress said it was 'showtime'. Brilliant! It's ages since I've seen some of my human pals (doggy 'pals' I can give a miss to). Off we went. I was nice and wrapped up in my waterproof coat. It was sunny. It all looked set for a nice day out. I might even get a bit of cheese or a snippet of a bacon sandwich as a treat. Firstly, the bus into Birmingham didn't arrive when it said it would on the timetable. That was okay. Mistress had left a bit extra time to find the bus stop in Birmingham for Worcester. The map of the post said it started at New Street so off we went through all the Saturday crowds to New Street. I didn't like that much. There were too many feet and a lot of them big. We went into a little kiosk called 'Information' where a very nice and helpful young lady told us we needed to be back where we came from, just the other end of the road! 55 minutes later the bus still hadn't come. Mistress said one had been 'taken off'. Even in my nice waterproof coat I was shivering. After waiting so long mistress looked at her watch and said it was too late to go. We would be too late for my classes. So we went back home. I had a few walks and sniffs and a nicy chewy stick on the bus for being so goodbut it seemed a long time (mistress said 5 hours) just travelling to Birmingham and back. I wonder if the bus companies ever have to stand at bus stops getting cold?
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