Sorry - my life is boring

I just re-read my last week of blogs and my eyes nearly fell from my head with the boring crap that I have served up.

I must apologise - but the truth is that there is nothing happening here at all. Not that my existence is usually scintillating – but lately we seem to have dropped into an abyss of normality.

The only recent excitement has been that I got a new car next to me in the car park. It was from Slovakia and the owner clearly did not understand how the car park works because they parked nose first – just as I do.

Meaning that we both had to get out on the driver’s side. To illustrate the problem I have attached a photo of our car park.

However – the car park is so small that – so that there is room for both drivers to get out in the middle – the car on the left hand side has to park tail first.

This is so bleedingly obvious that it I figured that the driver must be a complete  nincompoop - or maybe the car had no reverse gear. The first option seemed to be the most likely.

I was reluctant to leave a note because you never know these days who is a bunny boiler - and this person was clearly not too bright – so may well have been unhinged. Having no wish to be hacked to death by a crazed Slovakian I was circumspect.

Perhaps I am being unkind – the car park is quite formidable and if you have not seen one like it before you could well become confused. I mean – in my early days – I had nightmares about his car park and in fact – with our first car – because it was so large – had to park by touch.

I still remember the sound of crunching plastic (years ago cars were made of metal) as I guided our first beast – the Queen Mary – into her berth. It was a steep learning curve. The car park was very small - Queen Mary was very big.

That was a rental car and I remember well the disappointment of the rental man that accompanied the handing back of the steaming hunk of plastic that used to be a fully functioning automobile. 

Anyway – I eventually snapped and left a very polite note – and Herr (or Frau) Slovakia mended his or her ways.

We now park appropriately and each has access for egress.  

I am also pleased to report that the plants on the terrace appear to have survived the recent frigid weather. I expected them to do what all other plants have done and turn up their toes at the first sign of snow but apparently my winter wrapping is doing the job.

It is early days of course – we have a long way to go until spring – but we have had some really cold weather lately and it does seem that they are made of sterner stuff than the plants we have had in recent years that died as soon as they saw a snowflake.