After a big shop today we loaded up the car and came home with a very expensive shop. A quick look at the receipt reveals why: one 99p item put through as 99 items. 154 more words
As previously noted, I tend not to value New Year’s Resolutions as a viable move forward. They are somewhat arbitrary and can be both vague and tragically optimistic. 110 more words
This weekend has seen three watershed moments slip by.
Firstly, the bicycles. Kids UK is a lovely charity in Birmingham and next summer I’m planning to ride coast to coast with them to raise money. 131 more words
3 months, 2 weeks
Very quick note to say thanks to James.
On Tuesday, when everything went horribly and comically wrong for me, I ended the day by running out of fuel just outside Aldridge. 98 more words
6 months, 1 week
The only thing worse than hearing “Oops” is hearing the following:
This weekend we should have been at Greenbelt festival in Northamptonshire.
Earlier this year I had to bid farewell to the lovely Peugeot 306 to which I had so successfully attached a towbar, and replaced it with a gifted Peugeot 806, which came without. 297 more words
6 months, 4 weeks
I’m haunted. I’m haunted by the cars I have lost.
Well, nearly. I’m no longer in a position to maintain my car. It’s a lovely beast, but no longer fit for purpose. 114 more words
10 months, 1 week