Well, this is great.
Guess what Internet? We've blown a tyre. Oh joy. No idea why. We must have run over a nail or something. And because we're absolute geniuses, we don't have a spare!
I'm lazy and don't want to leave Megan, (who is no longer laughing by the way. She's just giggling like a schoolgirl now) so I'm waiting in the caravan while Brian's walking back to the Shell servo we passed a few minutes ago to try and find a replacement.
Aaaaaand because it's coming back into summer it's bloody boiling in here.
Joy.
Gosh that sucks. Make sure you fix the car quick. Keep talking to her. She'll have to say something eventually.
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