can I go on...

can I go on your shoulders daddy?

We're walking today, mummy has the car. I need to get from the Art Gallery to Junction Art & Gifts (middle of Holbourn St.) I'll walk it... with a tired young lady...doh! my shoulders are feeling stiff already... only 3 miles.... oh, we also missed the train by...30 seconds. The lovely driver (stationary as I ran on the platform) shrugged his shoulders as he closed the doors and pulled away when I was but 20 feet away. Public transport? no thanks.