Why oh why?!?

Whilst sitting on a park bench with a handkerchief on your head might protect you from the sun on a hot day, it also makes you look like a complete prat. Don't do it!

Time waits for no man....or woman!

Never good when someone asks you what time you left a particular party, you can't remember so they tell you that you were still going strong when they left at 3.15am.

Worse still in the morning when someone you work with says "you gotta help me find out whose room I slept in last night".

Stop, thief...

It must be my age, but yesterday I managed to lose a towel and my face flannel on the way from the washing machine to the tumble drier. It wasn't until I returned to the drier a couple of hours later and emptied the contents that I realised I was short of those two important items.

I actually decided that I couldn't have put them in the washer in the first place, but on more careful inspection, one damp towel was stuck thinly and out of sight to the drum of the washing machine (hiding deliberately from me in my opinion) and the flannel was later discovered in the box by the drier that I use to empty the 'fluff' into that the machine itself collects and indeed hoards.

Not one of my most impressive displays, and I can't even say that alcohol was involved as I am currently abstaining. Another bad idea in my opinion.

Two Cee Vee Two

Further to my previous post I now stand corrected. The Citroen 2CV has indeed moved and is no longer there. What I find more surpising is that the wheels are in fact now in the drive and the bricks have gone. Oh if I could have seen how it left...

Two Cee Vee

Of all the unbelievable things I've seen this really has to take the biscuit. On my way to the station there is a house which for as long as I can remember (at least 3 years) has had a fairly tired looking Citroen 2CV in the drive. It clearly doesn't go very far if indeed at all given the amount of algae and rust, and I seem to remember seeing its sister vehicle in the drive for a while which may have been used for spares.

So imagine my surprise when I was walking past at just after 6.30am earlier to find the owner trying to fix the damn thing. From my amateur eye there were various bits of car on the floor, a very ropey old tool kit and lots of nashing of teeth/pulling out of hair.

Needless to say that I don't expect the car to be moving any time soon given there are still bricks for wheels - I assume he has noticed this.