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But then I thought: what's the point of having a blog, and sending your secrets to someone else? Why don't I simply reveal my secret right here on Green Ideas.
So here goes: (drum roll): I quite fancy getting myself a Man-Bag.
(There. I feel better already)
The thing is: I just can't find the right one - it's so hard, you see, because a bag says so much about one, doesn't it?
But then this morning, on the tube, I spotted a bloke with the perfect bag. It wasn't canvas, but nor was it leather either. It was not black, but it was not really a colour. The strap was neither too short nor too long, the bag neither too big nor too small.
I edged a bit closer to try and see the brand but there wasn't a logo or a name in sight (even better then). In fact there were no distinguishing marks whatsoever. I'll have another look on the escalator, I thought.
And then at Canada Water the guy unexpectedly got up to leave.
Reader... I don't know what came over me, but let me tell you I came *that close* to tapping a stranger on the shoulder and saying 'Dude! that's a lovely bag, where did you get it?'
... before I came to my senses.
Now that's what I call a close shave.