Eleventh Circle of Hell

I've not had a very good day. As I type I am on a call to Three customer services who are trying to fleece me for repair charges without telling me about them when I sent my phone in.

I spent most of the day hanging around town waiting for my MOT. The best bit of that was me and Alexander had a picnic at Costa in Royal Exchange Square. I didn't expect my coffee to come in a soup bowl. Behind is a bit of Gallery of Modern Art with stained glass windows.

I would like to thank the many retired people who helped hold bags and baby when the vindictive bus driver made me disassemble the pram in order to travel on the bus, and help reassemble at the bus station.