Pursed

A day of feeling sluggish and lacklustre, which contradicted with a beautiful, warm and upbeat day. I found myself in Porty very early to put the car into the garage for its service and find-the-incessant-but-unsourced-for-over-a-year squeak.

I blipped what looked like a tyre river nearby but on closer inspection on uploading the pictures, it looked exactly what it was - a dump. So I've opted for another flower blip (sorry!), this time of an amaryllis which I have been nurturing lovingly since January.

Car serviced. Squeak still there. Sigh.