Hole in the road.

Spent a pleasant morning at the charity shop. There were not many new books in, just a stack of Dornford Yates and a pile of observers books.

I need to make the effort and renew my membership or I'll lose things like favourites and those nice hints and tips pages.

I'll go and do that now.

This hole is the road worries me, not just because the people on the pavement will get splashed by the puddle, but because hitting it with at bus at twenty miles an hour may well damage the bus.