I hadn't realised it was so long since I last blogged. I haven't been spending as much time in front of the computer due to my neck problem, so I guess I just haven't had time to blog, as well as keep up with emails and my favourite internet haunts.
My car went in for its repairs ok. I was quite impressed with the way it was dealt with. Just in case there was a need for them, they ordered two very expensive parts so they could be fitted without any delay. Thankfully they weren't needed but it was good of them to have them in ready. My car was returned to me in full working order, washed and with they tyres blacked. There was a complimentary air freshener left in the car and they'd even fixed my dangly movement sensor that had fallen from the broken clip.
My neck is still paining me but it was ok for yesterday's crop, and thankfully I didn't wake with a migraine either so I was able to go. The last crop I'd made it to was back at the beginning of November so it felt like ages since I'd been. I did manage to remember the way there, and it was great to see Chris, Fiona, Julie and Jackie again.
I did have a bit of an adventure on the way home. I left just before the end as I was getting quite tired and it is an hour and a half's drive home. It took rather longer last night though, as the road to the motorway was closed. No diversion signs, no indication of an alternate route to the motorway, nothing. I was left sitting there with absolutely no idea where to go, so as I couldn't go forwards I started back the way I'd come.
My plan was to find somewhere safe to pull off the road, either a petrol station where I might get directions on how to go round the closed road, or to look at my map and try to figure it out for myself. When I got to the Stonehouse island, where I'd normally turn right to go down to Paperarts, I made an impulse decision to go left as it seemed like it was vaguely the right direction.
Oh dearie me. I ended up on this very dark, very twisty-turny country lane with no idea where I was or if I was headed in anything like the right direction. Anyone who knows me, will know that that is my idea of hell. Especially when people who seemed to know the road better than me thought I should be going a bit faster than 35mph and got as close to my rear bumper as they could with their full beams on. Why did they think blinding me would make me go faster? Gits! Did I mention the road was twisty and pitch black? The sharp corners were coming up so fast at the speed I was going, there was no way that I was going faster.
Eventually I ended up in Gloucester, I think, and luckily right by the motorway so that got me back on the right route. I don't think I've ever been so glad to see the M5 in my life!
I did have a brilliant time at the crop but I'm paying for it a bit today. My back, neck and shoulders have seized up. From the driving, I presume. Possibly from the tension down that dark lane when I was lost. Good job I don't have anything pressing to do today.
And there was yet more fun and games, this time with Ikea online delivery service. The new bookcases were scheduled to arrive yesterday but last weekend I followed the instructions in the confirmation email and changed the date to next Friday. I didn't get a reply but neither did I get either the phone call giving the four hour delivery window or the phone call from the driver on the day to say they were coming. Given that, I thought it was safe to assume that the date had been changed. Stephen was in all day but popped out for twenty minutes in the evening during which time they tried to deliver the bookcases.
Typical.
He managed to get them on the phone and has rearranged it again. They had no idea why we hadn't been contacted one to two days before with our slot, and no idea why the driver hadn't phoned. So far, I'm not impressed.