The day just kept on getting better.....not!

Those of you who suggested I would go into work today where indeed correct, the wimp in me had it's head and even the thought of a day feeling like crawling under a stone was not sufficient to persuade me to make the call. There was no way out, I have to call each day, I have to speak to the manager and I have to make the call myself. If PG had called he would have been told to give the phone to me, if he refused I would be in bigger trouble. Yes, I have tested it, it actually happens that way!

So off I set trying to look on the bright side.......and eight miles into my journey I broke down, the goddamn brakes that I have now paid to have fixed on three occasions stuck so badly that a pall of smoke was trailing from my offside front wheel! Marvelous, just bloody marvelous.....brake fade, my favourite pastime!

There was nothing to be done, I was stuck on the side of the road for half an hour while I waited for the offending brake to cool off and then drove very slowly the remainder of the journey. I could have called a rescue service but here I would have waited for hours and I have to get to work somehow the next two days. I can at least drive slowly like this, I can't get there at all with no car!

I finally arrived a work late, hot and bothered and feeling very queasy and the place was bedlam. I am never late, I hate being late. A friend kindly offered to cover my shift if I had the courage to go home, which I didn't and I plodded on until 8.45 this evening when I finally escaped for my very slow drive home.

Oh....and again I got hit on the head by a colleague, another accident but it damn well hurt and made my headache worse.

Thank you all of you who left kind comments earlier today, it is very much appreciated.

I'm off now to crawl under a stone somewhere! Tomorrow is another day.