HEADING FOR A HIT

We now know that the car is going to be very expensive to repair. Something called a flywheel has to be replaced as well as the clutch. The flywheel (I think that's what it's called, anyway) is a very expensive part on it's own, so Craig at the garage tells me. Between the parts and the labour we're facing an enormous bill. And I'm not exaggerating. But what can I do? I just can't abandon the damn thing. Oh, the joys of motoring. So, there's nothing for it but to take the hit and keep smiling.

We've now been without a car for well over a week and it's starting to become a bit of a drag not having one about. My cover doesn't include the supply of a car while mine is in the garage, unfortunately, and I can't afford to hire one, especially when I don't know how long I will need it. It's true what they say, it never rains but it pours.

Which brings me on to the weather. I hate days like this, where the sky is overcast all day, the wind won't stop blowing and the rain seems to have been falling for ever. It affects the mood, there's no doubt about it. Hector can't understand why we're not out and about, keeping to our daily routine of a minimum three miles a day. He looks at me sadly and that also makes me feel guilty. You can't win!

Maybe a wee run will help. A wee 'something' would definitely help I'd only start to feel guilty about the calories. But I'm not ruling it out either. Roll on tomorrow when the weather is forecast to improve greatly.

 
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