I had a near prang last week MI, and it doesn't half 'shit you up', as the young might have it. Especially alarming when it's your own fault and can't be blamed on a tailgating Audi, or similar. I do so much driving on the same road that I tend to go into 'auto pilot', which I imagine isn't a good thing.
In health news, I think I've got a verruca. Probably from the utterly minging changing rooms for DS's swimming. Thought it was a splinter for a bit, as it feels like I've got a bit of something in my foot, but on closer inspection (with reading glasses and magnifying glass) it looks like a teeny wart. Joy.
This afternoon and evening will be filled with orchestra rehearsal and concert. There are still some passages I haven't mastered, but I am in good company. The free wine in the interval is, I'd imagine, the only way people can be tempted to the concert...
Anyone on tenterhooks will be relieved to hear that my childcare sitch for new job looks like being resolved, via sneaking DS into some after-school clubs run by my TA friend there. Naughty. Plus breakfast club, plus DP doing drop offs. All I've got to do now is read up on 'behaviour management for secondary schools'.