One of Those Days....

I got a text this morning from Peopletwitcher saying she might have put too much chilli and garlic in the soup. Nonsense I thought, silly woman. You cannot have too much chilli and garlic in soup.

So come lunchtime I hopped into the beast of satan and headed up to PT's for lunch. The beast was being temperamental, I ignored it. It seemed to think that me pressing the accelerator was an excuse for it to be sluggish. A little further on I noticed a warning light flashing on the dash. When I managed to pull in I found out it was one of those "drive another inch and the car may implode warnings"

As I was stuck in the hinterlands of Dundee I had no choice but to hobble with the beast back to the office (via garage - closed for lunch)

A special thank you to the driver of the BMW who drove bang up my a*** all the way down Albert St. Do you really think I was doing it just to try YOUR patience. I hope your exhaust falls off.

So, anyway after checking oil and water, I gave up and called the AA. The very nice man came and changed something called a coil. Apparently the beast was only firing on 3 cylinders as the coil had gone. I know how it feels. I must get my coils checked!

Did I get any sympathy from PT and the other Divas? Did I heckerslike :) I got a text asking if I wanted some cake dropped by. I replied saying yes, lots and wine too. I am still waiting.....