Rocket to the rescue

Ian, nicknamed Rocket cos he’s fast on a bike, is a keen dog rescuer. This trio came from Cyprus apparently.

He came round today walking the dogs. Ostensibly to survey the damage to my car. But I think he was hoping to unload one of the hounds on me. No chance.

On the insurance front, the car isn’t going to be picked up until late next week. And I am going to have to wait three weeks for a courtesy car. So I’m going to have to keep battling with the insurance company. So tedious.

But all this is nothing compared to what is happening elsewhere.