Mob Rule

I take the car in for its MOT today. It requires a new tyre (expected), a new exhaust (sort of expected), a few bulbs and a brake cylinder which will come to about £2,000 obviously. That’s a slight exaggeration, I hope.

Luis Suarez gets four month ban from football, that’ll teach him to have a sandwich before games in future.

Tonight we finally get our ‘last’ game of squash in before we indulge in a spot of summer tennis. Obviously it will rain every week now.

In my capacity as dog club secretary I am tasked with calling a SGM today because a third of members have signed a petition demanding one. Mob rule basically. Nobody mentioned this in the job description when I agreed to the role.

(Thursday 26^th June)

Under Investigation

I’m on the bike again, 2 of 12 aka 4 of 12, and it’s so much more pleasant with a new wheel and a new tyre on. It’s nice to feel there’s a bit more rubber than there was between the road and me.

Back home it’s another night of Plantagenet plundering, warring of the roses, York v Lancaster etc in the White Queen. 

It’s the second week in a row there’s been no Top of the Pops to watch. They won’t show any that are presented by someone ‘under investigation’, which seems to be ruling out quite a few editions at the moment.

(Friday 6^th December)

Powers Of Persuasion

L has a day off and visits her parents in Derby. She picks up some new tyres on her way home. Now all she needs to do is to sweet talk someone into fitting them for her. I’ll look forward to experiencing her powers of persuasion. In fact she insists on some instruction, not a problem. Always happy to show a girl the ropes.

Clearly she has no intention of me not doing so, as along with the boys she meet me off the bus from work.

After some tyre changing instruction, we stay in and prepare for Saturday's sportive. I just hope we’re made a good job of her tyres.

(Friday 9^th August)