Today didn't go as planned. Despite drinking no alcohol at all and having a very small meal.
I went to bed at 10 pm intending to rise at 6 a.m.
But still didn't get to sleep until 0430.
So turned the alarm off, took two paracetamol for the stomach pain that was keeping me awake, after spending lots of time up till then burping myself. I really do need a 50K service.
Finally got to sleep.
Woke at 0730, tried to get back to sleep.
Failed.
Got up, got all the stuff ready for London then stuff for W. and went to see her in the H.
She was a bit more chipper but obviously somewhat concerned. She had managed to fall between the bed the commode and the armchair, all of which she ought to have been able to hold onto. Her silly foot again, and maybe general weakness. This happened just as a doc was doing his rounds with two lackeys. So they got her into bed, him making jokes about "We don't want to let you go" etc.
So after a bit of chat, me getting told off for bringing the wrong cardigan in, etc, I set off.
Having set TomTom the night before, to save time, (W usually tells me where to go as she knows all these roads far better than me having commuted up there for years ) and selected "alternative route" to go up the A3, I set off. Things went OK until I saw that I was going to be on the M3 "for the next 50 miles".
"Oh (big swear words)!"



It turns out that if you set up a route on TT, do what I did and then switch it off, when it comes back on it puts you back on the right route but NOT any alternative you selected. Thanks a bunch flipping tech.
So I got off at Eastleigh, finally found a place to pull over, and reset it. It then took me via an interesting cross country route even going round Guildford, until I reached my destination only 13 mins later than I would have done. I didn't have an appointment so it didn't matter.
But the big PHEW is that we now have our passports back.
I did mean to ask them if the courier service had got any better, but forgot.
It was quite fun driving W's little Frog car. It is surprisingly spirited at high revs, 16 valves I suppose. But better since the timing belt change AND according to its pooter, doing 1 mile more to the gallon.
Have nice evening everyone!



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