Sunday, February 10, 2013
Metaphorical of course, we don't have snakes here. But there I was, on my holiday gardenathon, helping DH take the green waste to the dump. Getting back into the car, closing the door, when the guy next to us drove off in his car towing a trailer. And the trailer took the door with it and bent it backwards.
It put a wrinkle in our perfect day.
We exchanged insurance details, and then DH noticed that the car warrant of fitness was a few weeks out of date.
Now we will have to pay for the repair ourselves. I wouldn't mind so much but the guy who did it was so nasty, it was his fault, and he is getting off scot free. Whereas we are going to be stuck with the bill. To repair a car that we had planned to sell in a few months.
On the bright side, the garden looks GOOD and I released some more fat, I hope it tracks him down and settles on him!