Just when I thought everything was going so swimmingly – Xmas wreath made and affixed to door (£0.00 as foraged foliage from country lanes), house is reasonably festive looking (last year’s decorations dragged from the eaves cupboards yet again but still good to go), and enjoying yummy pre-Xmas lunches with my girlfriends, then…
1.Came out of village shop to find someone had reversed into one of my car headlights – no note of apology on windscreen, just hit and run. Garage unable to replace the broken glass; instead they have to install almost all of the front quarter of the car as “you’ve got to buy the complete unit I’m afraid” (£190 +VAT gulp!!).
2.Labrador goes for shampoo and set at local dog groomers. While blowdrying his dense fur, she discovers he’s been scratching away all his underhair. That means a trip to the vet (£27 consultation + £60 prescription + VAT).
3.On return journey from dog groomer, car’s orange warning light suddenly goes on. Another garage bill (£?? OMG could be hundreds)
4.Long awaited Timney Fowler fabric purchased to make new bedroom blinds hasn’t materialised (ho ho ho).
5.Size 10 jeans felt a bit tight. Got a shock when I took them off only to find they were size 12.Yikes and it isn’t even Christmas yet. (More pounds – this time of the adipose variety).
6.Presents for Men advised they are sending me a parcel which I have apparently ordered and paid for – news to me as I don’t recall buying anything at all from them. (Lordy, how did they get my credit card details? Will they Tweet them?)
Last, but not least, lucky number 7.Homemade wreath has disappeared. Think the high velocity winds have carried it off back to the woods from whence it came.
So, that was yesterday’s run of luck. Wonder what today has in store?!