After a couple of weeks without the Jag (a difficult to obtain sensor failure) we decided to go down the route of a replacement.
Bearing in mind the state of the roads around here, I think this may be the most sensible option for a while (my RAV4 was probably the last sensible option).
I had a sarcastic comment made about my shiny outfits.
It’s part of who I am. Deal with it or fuck off.
As we build up to Fortune Retelling our rehearsing schedule has intensified. This rehearsal was spent totally on Fortune Telling. We did two complete runs through it.
Turn it off and on again.
Dentist: “Are you allergic to latex”
After absolute hell both Belinda and I finally arrived at Dennis’s and we’re now on our way to the gig. Prospected arrival time is 19:58. We’re onstage at 20:40!
All this because of solar panels. I wonder how much fuel has been used dealing with a poor installation?
After today’s earlier episode with the Jag breaking down, now I’ve been driving along the M18 and traffic has been totally stopped.
Apparently some solar panels have broken loose off a building adjacent the motorway (IKEA? Next?) and the police are holding traffic.
I’ve been sat here for 20 minutes now.
We’re supposed to be meeting at Dennis’s at 4… It’s 10 to.