Bollards & feet

Which actually sounds a bit like a curse I could have uttered having to pour some of my vital coffee on the car to unfreeze the lock this morning.

Once again I am proud to keep alive the annual tradition of not buying de-icer until after I first need it. As did every one else if the sound of a choir of scrapers/ supermarket loyalty cards on windscreens was anything to go by.

Ah well, evening mutt walk & yet more paperwork awaits. Rock, and indeed, roll .....