Pic of the week 28/4/24
Yesterday (Saturday – I skived swapped my volleyball so I was free in the afternoon) I went to Cardiff to deliver the Fiat 500 to Sophie – which she loves – and then, crossing all my fingers and toes, drive the Micra back home. I my confess, I was a tad apprehensive, not so much because I didn’t think I’d get back in the Micra, more because of the mega hassle that would be caused by not bringing it back, or even worse, breaking down en-route. Anyway, I was wrong to ever doubt her, she drove back without fuss, coping well with steady motorway driving at circa 72 mph, and didn’t flinch when I pushed her a little quicker to pass a lorry, or reach the dizzying high speed of 80mph for the last mile of motorway. Anyway, she’s back home now, I’ll monitor her battery and starting over the next few weeks, but she’s such fun to drive – like a little go-kart – that my current plan is to get rid of the 205 (mid-life crisis averted) and when the Honda Civic goes to Sam, I’ll have the Micra as my little run-about.
The summer term has begun – always the best term: shorter, punctuated with exams and the days longer and lighter. But the “summer” bit is still missing – it continues to be cold, grey and damp. I am still wearing jeans after school and at the weekend and, as I glance outside, the rain has started to fall again. Becky and I did manage an hour or so sat outside circa 2.30pm today in some sun – but the weather is definitely disappointing at the moment. (The garden, however, is beginning to resemble a jungle – lots of green growth and without any warm, dry days/evenings, I’ve not been outside cutting things back.)