A long and depressing day packing stuff at my dads house for the removals to take to his new sheltered housing. He also wanted my mums old mobility scooter, I was intrigued by the fact that the speed dial didn't just go from tortoise to hare... It went beyond.
All I can say is my quick reactions avoided me hitting dads car and the grass will grow back eventually.
The couple of hours in the pub afterwards with J9 were most welcome.