The Phoenix Rises

By sheilaM

Acer sunlight

I wish the weather would make up it's mind. My washing should have been on elastic line. We managed to weed, dash, dig, dash, plant, dash and eat.
All that's left is sleeeeeep.

My back reared itself to it's full strength today and I had to dig out the TENS machine. It allowed me to carry on as usual. We headed off van hunting again and met a very decent chap at the garage he helped run. He basically told us that all their vans were crap and he wanted us to be happy with the van that we get. He may not be mad as it seemed as it did give us a respect for him and Fifers. They're not all what their reputation would suggest.

So the hunt continues.

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