Reading this is not compulsory although not reading it will not improve your mind

It was a day like any other day, the kind of day that makes you think of sun and shore and beautiful broads.

That kind of day when you know that nothing has happened and you wonder if anything is going to

happen. The sort of day that makes you feel as though nothing will happen, ever again.

Oh the usual routines were there but they meant nothing , forgotten before they were finished. My thoughts

had gone somewhere a long way away and they didn’t seem to be in any hurry to come back.

Then came the knock, the knock that would shatter my life into a thousand tiny fragments so small and

sharp that I would never find them all again even if I wanted to……………..

Funnily enough my day did not start like that, not even remotely, apart from the routine and the beautiful

broads of course. I was supposed to be working from home so I did a few work related things whilst I

waited for the post person but I got a little fed up as they don’t seem to come until rather late in the day. I

had a few letters and a parcel to post and wanted to buy some stamps so firstly a visit to the post office

seemed a good idea. That part of the chores done I popped in to Andy to pick up a check for Santas made

out to the whopping sum of £400 that needed taking to our treasurer. Of course a cup of tea and a chat were

in order particularly as Andy was rather bored and without work at the moment. So next stop Highbridge to

drop off the cheque at Helen and Andy’s. Another cup of tea and another chat later saw me heading out of

the door and intending to wend my way home like the good boy that I am.

Is this a puncture I see before me?

Well it was certainly a tack that had inserted itself into the wall of the tyre which was considerably deflated

although not completely flat. Oh B****R. What could I do next? I knew that the nearest tyre garage in

Burnham does not stock my rather uncommonly sized tyres as I had discovered after my last puncture those

ever so few days ago. You may remember that prompted a poem.

Decision made I drove, so very slowly, to Bridgwater and to the nearest and biggest tyre and exhaust

garage that I could think of. The good news was that they had a tyre and if I bought two I would be saving

nearly sixty pounds, the bad news was that they only had one which was going to cost nearly as much as my

intended trip to Prague. What is a poor boy to do but have the one to solve the immediate problem and

order a second that will have to be fitted on Saturday. Another downside is that I will have to discard a

street legal (just) tyre for the privilege

As I had spent so much, all of which was unexpected, I consoled myself by putting the car through the car

wash and buying six bottles of wine at Sainsburys for this evening. Not all of them for this evening I hasten

to add. By the time I’d filled up with diesel I was extremely grateful that it is payday tomorrow.

By the time I had returned home all thoughts of work had vanished and I only had a short time left before I

go to pick up Ed and take him to football practice.

It’s days like this that confirm to you that there is just not enough time to fit it all in and that something just

has to go. I wonder what that might be?

………………It was the end of a day, the kind of day that you wished and hoped would never come but

you know in your heart that there would be no getting away with it and that maybe tomorrow or in the

tomorrows after that, it would come up and bite you all over again.

Reading this is not compulsory although not reading it will not improve your mind

BurtleBard

Burtle, United Kingdom

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