Under the bridge

A fresh day today again, not working, so hanging about, tending to a few of those jobs that you tend to not get to. The window guy did turn up, didn't have the part, but got it closed to stop the freezing cold temporarily. Called to see my mechanic to ask him something and wish him luck with his knee operation tomorrow. Ended up talking to a deeply strange man in the garage while waiting for him. Eventually found my mechanic in his office, where he'd gone to hide from the deeply strange man. Autumn had her job contract extended, so joy in that area. One son is currently in London, absolutely freezing as he's just back from NZ for a few weeks. Took the dogs to the beach and the river. Went into town and had a coffee in Hart's where the dishwasher was making a strange banshee sound. Home and warm now.
One extra: I am the passenger