I had to go out this morning, “bright” and “early” to give Henry his new tax disc. Such a stupid law it is that says you can’t put it on earlier than the day after the old one runs out. I mean, why?! Anyway, C rang me up at about seven this morning, to make sure I got up, after last night’s “exertions” – oh, I did another cartwheel – oh, in that dress! – but it didn’t work; I fell asleep again and then half an hour later, he rang, but I had just got up to go in the shower. He rang again shortly after, to check I was up, which I was, having just got out of the shower, but then I fell asleep again, and didn’t wake up until about nine, when I did actually go out and give Henry his tax disc and then I went to Tesco to buy orange juice and milk. When I got back, I had extra-sugary tea (that’s how bad it was/is) and juice. Need some more, actually.

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categories: Travel
tags: car tax, Colin, Henry, tea