I had an appointment this morning and my car decided to spring a leak, water all over the driveway (am waiting for the mechanic now) - so my son's friend kindly offered to drive me. I bearly had time to strap myself in the seat, when we took off down the road like concord - the G force was amazing - with Kiss FM assaulting my ears and breeze from the open window messing up my finely styled hair - I arrived at my appointment - legs like jelly, face red from windburn and a multitude of hot flushes.
He offered to wait for me but I declined, I took my chances on the bus with the school kids and pensioners.
Why do they drive so fast .............................
I'll be honest Fluff, it's not looking good for you.
However I did make a curry last night and there's quite a lot left over which if you lived next door I'd share with you.... That's sort of nice of me isn't it?