Well had my nearest near death experience this week. Pootling down the road into our sleepy ol’ town at a sleepy ol’ pace, at a quarter to midnight, after two cups of tea and a chocolate finger with Big Sair, listening to The Pines. Approaching the crossroads at a cool 25 mph, my right of way, two boy racers chasing each other, didn’t stop, didn’t … Continue reading Mrs Mackerel’s TFI Friday (20th July)