Things come in threes

Oh buggery bollocks, I managed to get my friend a parking ticket, miscalculated the price of an order of wine and disclosed a bit too much information to an old friend all in one day... Not a good day all in all.

Very tired today, so my brain is not firing on all cylinders, on a bit of a go slow in fact.
An old friend came round which was lovely and we sat comparing notes about how things had panned out in our lives over some toasted teacakes and although I never said anything that wasn't common knowledge, I just wish afterwards that I hadn't said as much.
Mind you she had as many regrets about things as I did and life was far from straight forward for her too.

After checking on mother, my tiredness got the better of me and I fell asleep on my sofa for nearly an hour, which promoted Sadie when she came to give me my physio, to ask me have another sample checked over at the hospital. That will please my doctor!
I quickly got changed ready for Bill, who was picking me up to drive us to the Mission Croatia meal at a rather yummy Indian restaurant in Chelmsford.
Bill was running late where he was stuck in the evening stalemate traffic jams in Witham and me being ever so helpful told him not to park in the multi storey car park, which incidently is too far for me to walk anyway, but to park outside the restaurant, which I have done many a time.
Within twenty minutes, we had a parking ticket. The traffic warden who was very nice and advised us to appeal, which believe me will we. She that went on to explain that it was a taxi rank, but we couldn't see any lines on the roads or signs that said anything of that nature or any taxis come to that... Until we looked down the road and saw the sign that was flat against the wall two shop fronts away. Aren't they suppose to be in full view?
What is the point of having a blue badge if two cripples in a car can't park outside where they want to go?

My next act was ordering two boxes of wine and not being able to add up quick enough in my head. I only actually wanted one box, but between the noise in the restaurant, the second brandy to calm my nerves and the very nice wine man, I was good and just ordered the one box, but then adding on a second box on impulse while working out the price wrongly, very wrongly in fact.
That lot will be locked away in a cupboard and only brought out on special occasions.

Lots of love Debbie x