There are not many days that I start at 3:30am. To be frank, one wonders how long next door were trying to get me to hear the door bell. When I thought who the hell the could be wanting me to answer the door at this hour, the answer was very quickly answered as I moved the curtain back and saw the mess that was on the road outside.
The police came and closed the road.
They arranged for the tow trucks, took statements and gathered details and video footage.
And arranged for the mess to be cleaned up.
I saved Bart from the tarmac.
This wasn’t the way I expected the relationship to end. I thought I’d get another ten years out of her, having looked after her so well. I chatted to the police and I emptied the car in the expectation that I will never see it again. I had a cup of tea and texted my boss to say I would be very late in if at all and was going to bed, hoping his phone would be on silent. I go to be with lights outside flashing away eking around the blackout curtains until dawn.
When I do get up I call the insurance company and they are arranging a car for me ASAP. Mean while I await for my parents to come round so I can use my 5 for the day.
Being at work is hard, I obviously had no sleep after. I have some tea round my parents and then get a lift home.
Through the door something has come that at least makes me smile when I need it.
I settle in the retro room and
and turn on some scfi to take me to another place.
I relax to some Who
which is odd as the Who gets it.
Yeah the day hasn’t been good.