I am en route to my mother's funeral. For various reasons we've stopped overnight and are in a small town with about an hour and a half journey to go.
Currently sitting in an ATS waiting for them to check my tyres after the car claimed the pressures were low last night. One really low and I suspect a puncture.
I have unashamedly led with 'I'm on my way to my mother's funeral' in all conversations with garage people and am frantically working out how much time we have etc etc.
Aaaaargh