gloves

I did it. I got from October to Marc without losing my one pair of gloves. Today I left them on the bus. They were cheap gloves. The last expensive pair I bought were from the leather market in Florence and were the softest red leather I ever felt. I caught myself stroking my hand the whole one time I wore them before leaving them on a table in a forgettable village in France on an adventure with RB2. Now the question is do I bother to find one more pair of cheap gloves for the rest of the winter.