Pink Mary, Orange Jane?

Pa called me in a panic at 7am as the remote on his car key wouldn't unlock the door and he consequently could not bring me some vegetables before I left for the office.

He said he was unable to check the manual or open the key to determine what size battery was needed and did not know how to unlock the door manually.

The vegetables would, he said, not keep and I suggested he gave them to a neighbour instead and that we would sort the key later if no one could help.

I had just got to the end of my road when he drove in. I turned back and we spoke briefly, at the front of my house, with my car engine running. The vegetables were well past their best and I drove to work shortly afterwards in a highly emotional state.

Things did not improve when several of the team decided that they didn't need to/know they were meant to come into the office. I have asked that everyone works in the office 2 days each month and don't think it's a big ask.

A walk to town at lunchtime and I spotted new signage. pink mary was not the clothing shop I imagined it might me. Quite pleased that a pink woman and baby wandered by at the right moment.