Stupid Is Now My Middle Name!

Every time I have thought about how stupid I am today, I have chuckled. Mr L has been heard chuckling too!

Months ago, back in July, my car developed a banging when I went over 60mph. I took it to the local garage. Loose mount or something diagnosed and fixed during school holidays for £300. The banging continued. Took it back in December. Another mount diagnosed, £250 to fix. The banging continued. This time I phoned the garage and asked them to record on my file that the banging was still there. Two weeks ago they called and said they wanted the car for a day and were going to sort it once and for all. Two men assigned to be free to work on it for the day.

This morning I dropped it off and made arrangements to be able to collect this evening, as I had to take Mr L to a hospital appointment late afternoon. Came home, put pc on and started working on a new timetable needed for Victorian workshops. not an hour later, the phone rang. The car was done, come and collect. So, have you guessed? For six months I have driven at 60mph, (normally a speedy driver) the a2070 and m20, scared that whatever it was banging was going to fall off. see that photo? An aerial topper, so that I can find my tiny Ka in car parks had bent and was knocking against the roof. every time I think of it I just have to laugh.

So, Mr L has some furring in arteries and has been given a medication. It’s not too serious and all the other heart tests have been ok.

After the news about the car I walked Dog at the front, and had intended to post one of the photos. I have put in a couple of extras the Tide was very high, it was bitterly cold with a harsh wind. A proper photographer was right on the beach with a tripod, mine was just taken on the iPhone.