Today started badly when I woke up at 4.30 am in my chair. Normally Julia wakes, realises I am not in bed and wakes me up. Today she slept. It could have been worse, at least I was generally fit and well, and the fire was on so I was warm. I was, in fact, warmer than I had been for much of the evening.
Later, after almost three hours in bed we had a milkless breakfast, due to our inability to buy milk on the way back from work, we walked out to find the remains of a McDonalds spread across the road. We have had problems with this before. A few months ago we had a run of littering that followed the same pattern. It’s always at the same point in the road, give or take a few yards and it always involves paper bags, lettuce and pots of sauce. It also involves all our other neighbours ignoring the mess, even though it is actually in front of their house, not ours. Experience shows that if we don’t move it, it will spread all over the road as cars drive over it, so it’s easier just to clear it.
Could things get worse? Surprisingly, they didn’t seem to. My car went into the garage today and, for instance, only needed one new tyre rather than the expected two. And while they were doing that they checked the others and found a nail in one, so they repaired the hole. As we will be driving several hundred miles tomorrow, this is a good thing to find. All in all, I am chalking this up as a day that ended well, despite n unpromising start.
The pictures – just random, I’m afraid.
Some positive outcomes to a bad night!
Indeed. It’s strange how often good things outnumber the bad. I just don’t notice them as much. 😉
All’s well that ………
That is true. I notice the ords outcome based” were being use during the rugby commentary a lot on Saturday. I thing they mean the same. 🙂
Have a good road trip and am glad the nail is found and problem resolved. Stay safe and enjoy the sights.
Glad to be back! 🙂 I prefer being home these days.
Nothing like home sweet home💞😀
So true! 🙂
I am glad the nail hole was discovered and fixed before you went on your drive. I remember one drive Rick and I took across country long ago, back when we lived in Connecticut. We made it home with only one of the original tires, and the last 87 miles were on a flatbed tow truck.
Sounds like a journey to remember 🙂
It was. We arrived back home at 3:00 AM. The tow truck deftly deposited the car into the carport, and we kissed the ground, happy to be home.
🙂 All’s well that ends well, I suppose.
I hope that your drive goes well.
Life is like that, some ups, some downs. Bon voyage!
It is always good to find the nail before things go downhill.
It certainly is.