Oy vey...
Another exciting day in Thurrock!
I swear this day and that place is cursed. For those who don't remember, it was exactly a year ago today that I passed my driving test. It's also my best friend's birthday. As a result of the two things combined, I tried to visit him in the evening this time last year and ended up coming to a chug-chug-chug stop at the side of the road half way there because I had run out of petrol.
Today was somewhat worse. I drove my Mum to Thurrock today which is in Essex. Got there and mum decided she needed to go to the loo at the service station which meant we went off course and got a bit loss. Ok... so that was a little glitch. I dropped my mum off (after we had untangled ourselves from the service station) and went to park. No spaces at the council car park so went to a pay-and-display where, somehow, I managed to get the front wheel to die by hitting the curb in just the wrong way with it. Great! Flat tire.
Mum's friend came to replace it for us... and we started to follow him back to his house for a cup of coffee. He stopped at a petrol station and (for some reason I can't understand) didn't lock his car so some ~*Feeb*~ reached in a stole his tom-tom. I saw the guy closing hte door behind him and alarm bells went off in my head. When my mum's friend got back from paying, I saw him look in his car and notice something missing. Jumped out to ask him for sure and saw the robber get into a red BMW and screech out of the petrol station.
What a day... I need a bath...
I swear this day and that place is cursed. For those who don't remember, it was exactly a year ago today that I passed my driving test. It's also my best friend's birthday. As a result of the two things combined, I tried to visit him in the evening this time last year and ended up coming to a chug-chug-chug stop at the side of the road half way there because I had run out of petrol.
Today was somewhat worse. I drove my Mum to Thurrock today which is in Essex. Got there and mum decided she needed to go to the loo at the service station which meant we went off course and got a bit loss. Ok... so that was a little glitch. I dropped my mum off (after we had untangled ourselves from the service station) and went to park. No spaces at the council car park so went to a pay-and-display where, somehow, I managed to get the front wheel to die by hitting the curb in just the wrong way with it. Great! Flat tire.
Mum's friend came to replace it for us... and we started to follow him back to his house for a cup of coffee. He stopped at a petrol station and (for some reason I can't understand) didn't lock his car so some ~*Feeb*~ reached in a stole his tom-tom. I saw the guy closing hte door behind him and alarm bells went off in my head. When my mum's friend got back from paying, I saw him look in his car and notice something missing. Jumped out to ask him for sure and saw the robber get into a red BMW and screech out of the petrol station.
What a day... I need a bath...