Oops

This is the consequence of no street lights in Houndsmoor combined with a momentary lack of concentration. The wall got in the way whilst backing round the corner onto the track opposite my cottage. It was pitch black, as I have discovered every evening since.

And I had to replace a wheel today: at a cost of 112 squids!

And the engine management light came on again on the way home. So tis back to the garage first thing in the morning for the next episode of 'trying to find out why the engine management light is on', which will no doubt cost more money and won't necessarily the the last installment.

And I'm supposed to be driving to Cambridge to see my mum on Wednesday as she has an op on Friday.

Am I feeling grumpy about the car?

TOO RIGHT I AM