The weather, that is.
Going to break in time for the weekend though.
Charles is up and out already. He's got Centurion, his Mum, the dentist and a few other bits to do today, including signing the final death warrant for the RAV, which has been holed up in Dennis Common's garage (well probably at the very back, out of sight of prospective customers) for a week. Apparently it would cost almost as much to repair it as we paid for it, so clearly that's not going to happen.
(Mind you, I've just thought, if we are still going to be here in the winter I may well be swapping the Mazda for something a little less sporty, because the RAV was always my car of choice if the road conditions were a bit dodgy. Aaaargh. I really don't want to have to think about that.)
My day, is less busy than Charles and is the usual combination of hair at SAKs, bit of shopping, maybe coffee, then back home to pace about because I have nothing more productive to be doing. Who would have thought, this time last week, that we would be in this position?

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