Sophie and Amy are coming to see us again at the weekend! This is great. It means I get to spend time with my older sister again, and it means that last time we met up, I didn't annoy her new girlfriend quite as much as Philippa thought I did. My wife was convinced that I had overdone the 'inquisitive, protective brother' thing and pissed Amy off or insulted her, but apparently my wife was wrong, so there!
I've booked us a lunch at our favourite Sunday carvery of choice, and I shall insist on paying, as they are spending money on petrol to travel and see us.
I've also got a lot of work done since that point. Funny how a non-work e-mail received at work that gives you a burst of optimism can fuel a productive spell in the office! I've sorted a backlog of non-urgent e-mails, I've responded to a pathetic attempt at a complaint that I've been putting off for weeks, and I've finalised some schedules for activities during the Easter holidays (which are getting ridiculously close now!)
I also talked myself into an impressive act of bravery and took my car to be checked at "Tony's Tyres and Exhausts". The kindly gentleman that saw me was a delight and explained to me what the problem was, and why I need to spend the money he was quoting. He even invited me down into 'his pit' so he could show me the damage on the underside of my vehicle, so I would know that he wasn't pulling a fast one. To be honest, he could have been showing me the inside of a narwhal's gall bladder and I would have felt equally as informed, such is my level of ignorance in these matters, but I appreciated his efforts to explain. They had to order my new exhaust, as they didn't have a suitable one in stock for my make and model, so I've booked it in to be done on Monday. Which means I have a few more days of sounding like one of those tits who soup their cars up to make them growlier and then spend their evenings cruising up and down Yarmouth seafront being noisy.
Cool.
RC 9-3-23
2045 GMT
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