Day 2319 Worn down.

19th December 2023

The rear brake pads had finally shouted that they needed replacing, so as our usual mechanic Larry is too ill to continue working on cars we had to take it to Angel, our higher price alternative.

I drove it round to his shop and spoke to his son about what needed doing. I also told him I had a new set of front pads that he could fit at the same time. However he advised that they would not do that without replacing the discs.

I thought that strange, because I had those replaced the time the front pads were changed.

So I told him not to do them.

I left the truck and Kelli collected me in her mums van that we would used until ours was fixed.

We did a lot of painting in the garage, priming a tall dresser and two side tables and drawers.

It was bitterly cold with the wind slicing across our faces. Even the dogs had to have their woolly jumpers on, not much fun for them.