Oh, woe is me. I'll get the bad news off my chest first. I went this evening to an Emmanuel pool party - and that was very pleasant - but on the way home a yellow warning light came on and the car started dying on me. I wasn't more than five miles from home so I clenched my teeth, hoped for the best and managed to limp home at 15/20 miles an hour.
I got out the car's handbook and it is a yellow malfunction indicator lamp that came on, indicating that one of the engine's emissions control systems has a problem. I don't even know what that means, I'll ring Terry in the morning.
I also need, as soon as I am mobile, to top up the minutes on my phone. I only ever used it to call Pattisue, or she called me if we were out and about, to locate each other. But I can see I need it for emergencies, it's not just to locate your pals.
Well enough of 'poor me'.
I was at the hospital this morning, Bill had meetings so I had lunch by myself. Then in the afternoon I knocked up some little chocolate cakes for the pool party. I found the candied orange peel I'd lost last week.
I don't know what happened to my pictures, I took one of the little cakes I'd made, and one or two at the pool party, but just can't find them, perhaps the film card was full and I didn't realise it.
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