Back to the Future Day
So, it's 2015 here in the future, and I'm still driving rusty cars - my 1989 self would have been so disappointed (though perhaps not totally surprised).
The rusty car in question is the Rover - it failed it's MOT yesterday on a couple of holes in the sills. It's fixed now, cost £150, while the hopeless handbrake was just within tolerance (18% effective, minimum is 16%), and the worn strut-top bearing didn't get a mention at all. I'm quite happy with that.
In other news, I'm doing a training course this week - virtually, from home :) So there's no dragging myself to the station every morning, no taking part in the polite battle to get on the Waterloo & City line, and I don't even have to get dressed. I just sit in front of the computer with headphones on all day. Unfortunately, this is also what I do in the evenings so the days just kind of merge into each other. I've not been further than the MOT station (about 3 miles away) all week, it's like I've retired.