What makes me say that? Simple. It's not been a good day for me at all.
First of all, I woke up this morning to discover a water leak in the bathroom, meaning that we've had to call out an emergency plumber to fix the leak (the toilet cistern feed was leaking), plus there have been tiles comming off the wall in the kitchen, as the water soaked through the floorboards and loosened the adhesive.
First of all, I woke up this morning to discover a water leak in the bathroom, meaning that we've had to call out an emergency plumber to fix the leak (the toilet cistern feed was leaking), plus there have been tiles comming off the wall in the kitchen, as the water soaked through the floorboards and loosened the adhesive.
Then, I sent a text message to my friend asking if he was ok, only to get the following reply:
Kaz, I can't talk now - I'll call you in a bit.
I will admit to feeling slightly apprehensive, and then when I got this message from him - I burst into tears!
Hiya, I'm sorry to say the GTi is in a bad way. I've just been involved in an RTA, but I'm at home.
As soon as I was calm enough (which took a few seconds), I called him. It turned out that he'd been shunted into the back of another car when he was comming back from an escape, and was fairly sure that the car was going to be a write off.
I will admit to nagging him to go to the hospital though, and asked him to let me know that he was ok - which he did so. It turns out that he has whiplash, and that he hurts like hell.
But, as far as I'm concerned, he's in one piece. Cars are bits of metals that can be repaired or replaced - but flesh and blood is infinitely more important.
Time to call this quits - I need to get to bed.
Back tomorrow if I get the chance.
Karen
Learning to fly, but I don't have wings
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