Monday, May 22, 2006

Of course

I wouldn't dream of suggesting that younger son might have been smoking a dodgy substance.

Not when alcohol is cheaper.

We are on holiday this week, primarily so husband can get cars sorted. Alfie failed his MOT, Brian needs an MOT and Betty is in urgent need of some tender loving welding.

I was rather concerned when the man in the garage, when we showed him the hole in Betty's bottom, tugged at the fragile rust under the battery. He could have waited until she had been booked in to assess what was needed; now who knows what he has loosened? I have to drive round in her until next Tuesday knowing that the bottom could fall out of my car at any moment.

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