After a reviving lunch, I do the weekly paper round. Hopefully
no one had been looking forward too much to getting their paper this morning. Unsurprisingly
my legs are aching after this morning’s exertions, but I manage to get finished
just before the schools kick out and the roads fill up.
After doing the ironing and greeting the youngest on
his return from school - You’ll be pleased to know they appear to have started
lessons again - I take my mis-functioning car to the garage where my friendly
mechanic works. We pop out and he puts some fluid into the steering pump then tells
me to turn it on and try it. A quick pause for a prayer, and miracle of
miracles, it’s working! I can actually turn the wheel without being Popeye. I’m
feeling huge relief at this turn of events, and only hoping there is no leak
causing the loss of fluid, but that it is due to the car being five years old.
I thank the very nice mechanic in the traditional way, and drive off hardly
believing how easy it is to turn the steering wheel. I wonder just how long I’ve
had a problem but not noticed it. I’m not really very good with cars. I just
need to keep a look out for leaks now, and hope that there’s none.
I get home and Mrs P has made tea, for which I’m very
grateful. I clean up after this while she watches the tennis, and then the
eldest arrives home having had a wonderful trip. To celebrate us all being back
together, and the car possibly being ok, I get the clippers out and Mrs P gives
me a haircut. This goes well, apart from her warning me not to look at the back
of my head, as she might have taken a bit extra off there, not that I’ve got
that much to start with.
Yours a very relieved motorist.
Jay
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