Threes

Things come in 3s... With leaving my laptop in Caithness, my flights south being cancelled on Wednesday and a flat tyre this morning, I breathed a sigh of relief. 

Then the washing machine broke. Can only laugh.

Then there's Gorgeous who came to my aid this morning and popped the spare wheel on. When I say popped, that makes it sound quite quick. It wasn't. It took over an hour of faffy things getting in the way. He's a leg end.