Processing Hot Wheels

I picked up my insurance documents from the post office, that needed signing for as they were sent to me by recorded delivery, then went into the town centre, played 2 games of bowling on my own scoring 80 followed by 94, then returning home promptly to my maximum security stockade.

It’s been a full week now, Frankie is gone, apparently I could have hired another car & claimed that back from insurance too. I have no such intentions. I’m looking around now, I’m going to get a bike. Just like Street Hawk except no way as fast & without the engine, or exhaust or much else to that effect, except I do want brakes & gears I suppose … ooh & wheels, I definitely want wheels!

3 figs.
1 litre Sainsbury’s Taste The Difference pink grapefruit juice.
1 Kellogs Elevenses
1 multipack packet of Walkers Ready Salted French Fries crispy potato sticks.
4 Birdseye’s potato waffles sandwiched in 6 slices of Kingsmill Gold happy wholemeal bread slices spread with a lower cholesterol pro-activ Flora spread & a filling of grated Cheshire cheese with a splodge of Heinz Tomato Ketchup on two of them & Sainsbury’s reduced sugar morello cherry jam on the other.

Grievance Payout for Frankie

I’ve had an offer on late Frankie {my dead car) by the ever so nice people at Norwich Union for £1150/- which I’d say I’m fairly satisfied with. More would have obviously broadened my pretty smile, but apparently that’s not their motto.

A busy day at work would usually mean many discoveries & thoughtful musings, today was more of a breather, the soothing silent calm before that Friday storm, or so is the hypothesis anyway. What I can say with more certainty, since it’s pay day, a pub crawl after work is inevitable.
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