Yesterday I had my wings clipped, or so it felt. I had a problem with one wheel of my car the other day so the tyre is with my local garage and bang, yesterday, a second puncture and no spare left. Massive trauma according to me as I have had a car since I was 17 and had 'things to do' on my list that only a car owner could ever complete.
24 hours later my faith in human nature is so boosted that I can not thank my heros enough. Firstly, my father-in-law took the tyre to be repaired/replaced this morning so when I got back from Birmingham this afternoon the car was ready to go. Secondly, my partner got up with me this morning and at 7am we were walking into town to get the bus to his friend's house to borrow his van. At the bus stop Jon saw the taxi queue and decided that a cuppa at his friend's was more important than saving a few pounds to get there so off we went.
Now, Jon's mate is a gardening man. He puts up fences, cuts down trees and basically does anything he can to make your garden rosey, so, as you can imagine, his van is not the tidiest, cleanest or, dare I say, new. I have turned heads today as the most unlikely of drivers of said vehicle but it has been so much fun. Every crunch of the gears and over/understeer I did.
And to top it off Steve Redgreave and a camera crew were at the school I was teaching at as I left and waved me through.
Thanks to you all and I so appreciate the support. x
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