The Perils of Parking

You may recall that B can be a little ‘precious’ about the his car and the one thing he hasn’t had to worry about since last November is me driving it – until yesterday!  I didn’t even tell him about my intention as I thought to quote a friend ‘don’t trouble trouble’.

With not having dialysis yesterday and our next door neighbours collecting me from Liverpool after I’d dropped off my bottle of wee I knew I would be back in time to drive myself to Armchair Yoga.  It’s not far to our new location, just four miles, but it gets busy along the road and I was a tad apprehensive.  BUT I had the incentive to make a shorter trial run to our GPs’ medical centre – the incentive being I’d run out of stronger painkillers.  If your giving me any kind of look you can save your facial muscles because B already did it when he found out.  How did I do this?  I’m not too sure – I was going to try and explain but when I started typing things they still have me thinking – how did I manage to run out.  Needless to say some niggly pain can certainly be an incentive.

I was reversing off the drive thinking ‘What am I doing?’ followed swiftly by ‘It’ll be fine.’ and it was – apart from a windy moment on the small car park at the medical centre, a little ‘kerb drill’ as my Dad used to say when I moved too far over to allow a car past on our road (I have to say I forgot to tell B about it) and this…

The car is 51cm (20″) from the porch window, a reasonable distance I think but which in B’s opinion is too close.

B had briefly woke up after I’d been to the doctors and when he discovered that I’d been out in the car he wanted to know ‘if it was alright’.  He and Bud were out walking when I arrived back from Armchair Yoga and I looked up from what I was doing in the kitchen to find B giving the car the once over and then when he saw me he shouted ‘Could you get it any closer?’  Well obviously I could of.  It’s one of those things were usually I’d have to push it but I could just see it ending in an emergency glazier and paying extra to have it done before B woke up – he’d probably sleep through the bang.

The best thing is I was actually relieved that B hadn’t seen me stop on the drive since the position the car ended up was the first place we stopped or more likely STOPPED.  At least I know the brakes are good.

A fellow Armchair Yoga-ist said that when he saw our car on the car park he fully expected to walk in and find B in a chair!

Bud and I also went for a tramp in the wood yesterday – a short walk that is as opposed to setting about a vagrant – another first since November.  We went again today at Bud’s insistence.  You do something that he likes once and it sets a precedent.

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6 responses to “The Perils of Parking

  1. Men and their cars hey :-p I can’t even drive though….one day hopefully, one day!!

  2. Hahaha – loved this, Paula … especially B wanting to know if ‘IT was alright’. While I’m sure he was also concerned about YOU, your words make me LOL. Not happy that pain is what caused this adventure, but if those pills are what you need to be able to go to armchair yoga and walk about with Bud, then very happy you were able to make that trip.

  3. Your parking looks fine to me!!! One reason I have a mini is because I’m not the best at parking … Andy could probably tell you some tales!

    Glad you got your painkillers and went for a walk or three with Bud!

  4. But more to the point – did you get BIRD POO on the car?! Paula – what were you THINKING?

  5. What is it about men and their cars? So prickly about them.

  6. Of course you COULD have gotten it closer but it was thoughtful of you to leave enough space to walk past…LOL! Continuing to intend that your good cells are getting stronger and stronger and both B’s are getting appropriately exercised…;-)

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