And she loses yet another thing
I can't stand it. Is there some kind of bike riders lost & found in this town? On my way across town this morning I dropped my lunch bag. Total loss: one green (w other colors) padded lunch bag; one tub of hot oatmeal with currants and toasted sunflower seeds; one gray angora neck scarf which was wrapped around the tub of oatmeal. I was so looking forward to eating that, I can't tell you. Imagine my primal scream when I arrived all the way across town starving for breakfast and it wasn't there. There must be a solution to lost items of cyclists. Any suggestions?