Fucksticks

Once again the garage are not answering the phone. It's starting to seem more and more likely that I'm not going to have my car by tomorrow as I was originally told. :( The result of that is, of course, that I won't be able to drive to Liz's on Saturday. The result of that is that I will have to pay through the nose to endure an unpleasant 6 hour journey which will almost certainly feature lots of hold-ups and disruptions, and having to work to a timetable. And so it's looking like I'm going to have to get up at a stupidly early hour of the morning on Saturday.

Great.