Defiant broke last night. I was on my way to a meeting – conveniently enough in the pub so I could have dinner at the same time – when clonk! The right motor stops working. I was already late for the meeting, but now I came to a total stop. Luckily, I gott a kindly passer-by to call the pub, who got hold of graham and the woman I was meeting, who took me home.

I’ve been kind of low all day. After the excitement of Paris, life in alsager now seems an endless list of things to sort out. Masters…accommodation…next year…now the chair and the prospect of being stuck over the weekend. I have an appointment Tuesday in Chester I’d rather not miss.

Oh well. At least it keeps me occupied.