I'd felt all warm and happy and xmasy thanks to the MN xmas appeal - not just for the lovely things we received, but all the other stories and thanks.
I've just gone out to get in the car with the boys to go and do the (admittedly) last minute xmas shop ( hoping to get the marked down last minute party food and oopsies in asda) and found not one, but TWO of my tyres slashed. neighbours confirm 26 people in my street got their tyres slashed last night.
No point crying over slashed tyres etc, but i feel really angry. walked to the nearest shop with the boys to buy butter and sugar to make santa some shortbread. My ex couldn't help as he was too pissed to drive, my friend is working for NHS24 tonight, so he can't drive over to help. Any tyre place that i did find open at half past three was closing in twenty minutes and i had no way of getting there.
Please tell me lovely stories, restore my faith in humanity - or at least reassure me that the tyre-slashers will get herpes for xmas.