Why me?

Christmas came and went in a blur. On Boxing Day, I drove 203 miles to meet Denty at his parents’ home for a couple of days. It was a good drive (I made good time and only had to stop once). I then had two restful days of loafing around the conservatory looking at the birds (and a squirrel) at the birdfeeder. I also received many, many Christmas presents from Denty Family in Denty Land.

Rested and happy, Denty and I headed back to London. It was very windy, but we had a good time talking about:

1. I tried to play “I spy with my little eye” on my solo journey up but the game did not last very long. I was very good at guessing.
2. A van with a “Squirrel Storage” logo we saw- It is a bad name for a storage business. They put your stuff into holes in the ground, they forget where they put it and they are not available whenever it becomes cold.
3. The car we would like to have in a year or two.

We spent quite a long time talking about the future car while cruising down the motorway. Suddenly, KERDUUNNK! Rattle rattle rattle rattle… The damned exhaust fell off. In the middle of the motorway.

Never, ever talk about getting a new car while you are still in the current car. Poor Minty.