" dyslexics are teople poo "
On Friday it was Little Finks' sports day. Of a day of 2 hours, there was only 1 competitive race for each age group, which was itself optional!
The only saving grace was...Little Fink won her race!
I headed off for work at 11.30. I usually park my car at the local park and ride and take the hospital staff bus to work. I'd missed it so drove my car to the NCP opposite the hospital and went to work.
After work I got on the hospital staff bus, made a few phone calls while I waitied for the departure time. We set off, I looked across the road at the car park and saw a car just like mine on the top level. ARGH. Tom kindly stopped the bus and let me off, laughing all the way.
Preoccupied? You think?
