Worst day ever!

I get to see my mum twice a year. I get every 6th weekend off (although I often work overtime on my weekend off). This weekend is my first weekend off in ages, and I was looking forward to visiting my mum. We got up at 4am and we're away at 4.45am. We made great progress.......until the electrics on my car stopped working shortly after 8am. We were recovered after an hour, but have spent the last 7 hours in this stark, cold room........with Noo bouncing off the walls. Quite literally!

The man has finally replaced my alternator (at great expense of course) and is now struggling to replace the fan belt that was perfectly ok, but he managed to split it whilst repairing the other problem. There is no sign that we will be leaving any time soon. I'm not going to say that the day can't get any worse, because it's not over yet.

11.30pm - arrived at my mum's 9pm where the boys 'crashed' and we are now finally settled in our travelodge beds (see extras)