GOD. HOME!! *clings to it *

[erastes]

So, I had a nice visit with dad, we ate at The Bluebell which is a lovely little coaching inn in North Walsham  - although as you can see it's so "moderninsed" you couldn't tell how old it is!  I hate that.  But they do lovely lovely food. However there was the same noisy 3 generation family there there was last time we went, who were unable to just talk but had to bellow the entire time and the kids were appalling, running round and round the tables while the parents ignored them. Why should they worry?  The rest of the diners were babysitting for them!

Then at 3 I went to leave, drove a couple of miles and the exhaust of the car broke off. THANK GOD it wasn't ten miles down the road.  And OF COURSE it's always 1. on a sunday and 2. on a day when your phone is completely out of charge.  I have said before I'm sure that I vow NEVER to get into the car without a fully charged mobile but of course today was a day when I didn't.  NEVER again. It's not worth the risk.  I have breakdown assistance, but what's the bloody point if you can't ring them?  Anyway had to walk back to dad's which was HELL as my mobility is just about zero. Walk 20 paces, stop. and so on.  Finally got to a shop where they didn't have a payphone (WHY?? WHY did the payphones go?) but the nice young man(!) in the shop let me use his mobile. But Dad was out - walking Aslan.  I knew he'd gone to the park so I sat on the corner bench and hoped he'd drive past - and he did!  Now, this is a man who up until recently thought he was going deaf.  He heard me shout over the AC in the car, over the engine noise, with the windows mostly rolled up!!! Nothing wrong with his hearing!

OK - back to Dad's and he plies with me chilled orange drinks while I cool down and try and ring the AA - for some bizarre reason ALL of their numbers were engaged, so had to eventually ring the operator, and they got me through straight away. Stress stress.  Because I wasn't alone in the car and vulnerable they took about an hour to turn up and temporarily fixed the car - with a bit of STRING.  I could have bloody done that!!! (Note to self. Always have string in the car)  Then Dad drove behind me all the way home, with me sounding like a boy racer in a souped up V8 car. It was funny to see people turn to look at the muscle car which must be coming and finding the little Nissan....

Anyway. Home and exhausted.  I have fizzy wine.  AND THANK GOD FOR IT!!!!!!

Ok – I admit it. I finally see the McKay/Shep. I’d not seen SGA before other than one episode when series one was on UK TV, and then they stopped showing it and so last night I started watching it on STC.  Yes, I can see it.  All right. You win. Rodney certainly seems to worry about John a LOT, even though he’s only just met him. :D 

The romance studio changed my winning Amazon voucher to the UK (thank you, Tina, I know I’m a pain) and I got a great Belkin laptop bag for £8, and a couple of PC games.  Gift vouchers are nice. :) Yes. No books. Have you seen my house?

What’s with a good few of people on my flist using different fonts and larger sizes, coloured inks, highlighting and generally annoying stuff?  Stop it please! Or at least use a bloody cut. Grumpity.

OK WINE NOW!!!!!