Schizer

Through the rain to the train station - all the effing Edinburgh trains cancelled due to an electrical problem. We went to the bus station - mobbed of course, but the SK had the smart idea of getting the Edinburgh Airport bus and changing there. It was almost empty. Smart gal !
Home to find some post. Fekk! Next year I’ll have held a full licence for fifty years and I’ve never had as much as a single penalty point. Damnation. Caught by some speed camera exceeding the limit in the 40mph zone at the roadworks on the M1 south of Sheffield.   
I spent the rest of the day being grumpy. A grumpiness intensified by finding dugshit all over the pavement outside the back garden gate. How I scrubbed and scrubbed and sluiced the place clean. 
Och, later I mellowed. Bad things in threes and all that, so that’s them out the way. What about that Humza though? Where are the men, he cheerily asked a group of Ukrainian refugee women as he lined up for a photo-op. Ye Gods. That’s a Liz Truss level of stupidity.