…but the sun was shining.
It was a gorgeous day as I stepped back into Rebecca after having a good WBLD experience. No, really. The absence of our facilitator made the group discussion flow – the other group’s facilitator actually facilitates and our discussion when the two groups got together was… well… useful.
So I came out of the session in a good mood, slapped the headphones in my ears and stuck on Moby / Punkawallahs / Ladytron / Madonna – and shoop-shoop-dancie-dancied my way back to the car; chucked my coat onto the back seat, connected the CD player to the Radio Cassette… started the 1275 engine (desparately in need of a service) and pulled out into traffic.
Only. There wasn’t any traffic. It was quiet. And sunny. And I had dancy music, a willing engine and a Morris Minor on a curvy A-road that I know too well.
I just kept her on the boil the whole way back, the industrial roar of the ital engine, the whistle of the air intake, and the gentle flutter of me throwing money out of the window… oh, no, that’s just the effect it had on my fuel consumption.
It’s ages since I’ve been out for a drive like that; all *Graaaarrrrrr*snick*Grraraaaarrrrrrrrr*snick*Grrrrraaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrr*snick*grrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh*.
Anyway.
Mmm. It was so good. So fun. It was the roads she was built for.
So as a special gift for her I went to Ashley Autoparts and got all sorts of service bits, a new interior bulb (although I looked and am about 90% certain it’s a connection problem rather than a bulb problem…), some equally yummy fresh oil and some delightful new brake pads. And then I headed on to the junk shop that’s shutting – and picked up my second non-working video camera. More frustrating because it’s a fairly good one – and SVHS-C camera… which so far shows absolutely no signs of life. It was a fiver mind. Well, it was a tenner. Then I added two chairs, which were a tenner for the pair – and the woman knocked the total price down to 15 quid. Since the chairs work, and the camera does not I think I’d prefer to have paid the tenner for the chairs ;-)
I guess I’ll look at the camera when I get a chance – I want to shoot some video so… But at the moment it’s doing *nada*.
Then, anyway, I came back home. I came home, and tidied and cleaned and cooked. Tidied cleaned and cooked…. curry. It’s funny, but I really miss the dinners me and my uni friends used to have. Tonight was not on that scale – the curry is one of my ‘standard’ dishes; as opposed to something spectacular made for a special dinner – but it felt good to get the table cleared and laid up – and even if I didn’t get any work done tonight, and scared ‘meriKate with Flanders and Swann songs – I also ended up making Nikki buy a Gramophone player. But still, she’s wanted one for ages and I came across a working one which just needs some TLC.
I was going to ramble more, but I’ve entirely forgotten what I was going to say, so let’s call that it, eh?
