Get walking.

Happy Ginger day and happy Halloween! I hope everyone is going out on the razz tonight. Are you dressing up? I am! The house is stocked with mini bars of chocolate for the hordes of ghouls and goblins that will show up at the door and since I'm not in training for anything I can imbibe delicious rum to my heart's contentment. Huzzah to holidays.
But ya boo sucks to taxi fares. From the witching hour tonight taxi fares are going up 8.3 percent!! That's a helluva jump there old beans. This means the cost of hailing a taxi will rise to €4.10 at the standard rate and €4.45 at the premium rate. Not cheap I can tell you. And yet another reason to stay in of an evening.
But not tonight, oh no, tonight I'm out and about and marmalade bless Country Gay and his nefarious ways, I will be hobbnobbing it in style. Naturally I will awake tomorrow with the sand of doom pilling up into little dusty hillocks on my tongue, but I don't care. I don't have to DO anything tomorrow, I don't have to run anywhere. I can sit around like a normal person, sipping painkillers and groaning gently. Map my run? Kiss my bum.
Huzzah!
Have a good one freaks. Show 'em your pucker lovemuffintop. Folk need a bit of puckerin' on a ginger day.