White Bark

I met my sister this morning and took Dad out for a walk with No1 son.....well, we walked - Dad sat in a wheelchair.

We left his care home and were walking along fine thing. As we came to a set of bollards at a perdestrian entrance to a large superstore (I suppose all superstores are large really), Dads hand shot out and grabbed one of the bollards which meant that the wheelchair spun to the right. No1 son then asked if that was the way Dad wanted to go and got "Yes" as a response...........we found it quite funny the way it was done.

As we were leaving the superstore a car stopped across the pedestrian crossing at the lowered kerb section.
I think the people in the car got a shock when I knocked on the boot and asked them to move forward so we could get the wheelchair across.
Having said that, it was the passenger in the following car that was pissed off that we had the ordacity to ask a car driver to move ............ stupid b***h.

I blipped this birch during the walk for no other reason than I liked the way the light was illuminating the white bark.
We stopped off for a coffee in the superstore on the way back.
Dad said he didn?t want anything to eat but managed to eat half a chocolate muffin and half a lemon muffin ............... old chancer!.

When we were leaving the superstore and going out through the car park to the same set of bollards we had come in by, there was a woman with twins in a double buggy nearly run down by a (female) driver who turned into the pedestrian area and parked on the cross hatching and across the lowered kerb.
The woman with the buggy said something but was either not heard o ignored by the lunatic driver. She heard me!
She wasn?t happy at being told she was a lazy, inconsiderate unobservant fool.
She moved her car.