Sunday at the garden centre

There has to be a pretty good reason for me to go to the garden centre, especially on a Sunday. The MG car club had a little gathering at Bicester today. Sharon needed to look at bird feeders and benches, so why not. We were accosted on arrival by a man who wanted to look at my fuses and dual circuit brakes. Would of been nice for him to say hello before asking me to open my bonnet, hope all Abingdon centre members aren't that rude.