Wednesday. A blustery, cloudy morning. Dash and I made our way to town in the little white courtesy Polo from the Motorist Centre. A long, stressful, and annoying day at work. On the bright side, I got a phone call from the garage about my car — a faulty Mass Airflow Sensor was the culprit, but luckily it was fixed and passed its MOT. After escaping Purgatory, I dropped off the Polo and picked up my Juke before heading home. Tagliatelle bolognese for supper, then a pretty knackered and headachey evening. I managed a bit of gaming, but then went to bed early.
