Better Luck Next Time

Yes, indeedy. I failed my driving test.

It was all going so well until I totally stuffed up of one of the 2 mandatory reversing maneouvres....reversing round a corner. I got in a flap and totally failed to see the car coming up behind me. Game over....a serious fault and automatic failure. Other than that, it was fab. I am not downhearted. The only thing that is pissing me off is that I cannot re-sit it until February.

Another winter of cold bus stops and railway stations, I suppose. I have coped for 43 years so another few months will not make any difference.

It is very tempting to start mithering and woe-is-me-ing about failure in another area of my life but I am not riding that pony. Oh no.

In other news, myself and Miss Pops are both a year older officially. We are both pretty unperturbed by the fact. Celebrations were low-key but doggie birthday cake was the highlight for Miss Pops. She did not pay much attention to the card she got from Granny.

Granny is now having her radiotherapy and has moved in with me and Mr P and my stepdad too. It is a bit cramped but we are coping. They sold their house and the way the market is here, they felt they could not pass up the offer. So we are playing Happy Families for a few months until she gets the all-clear and they can go back to Greece.

Apart from the whole mother/cancer thing, life is pretty humdrum here and I like it like that.