At last the farmer has come to a decision and has today bought himself a new car. Ours is four year's old in a fortnight, so it seems a good time to update it. No going round looking at cars for us. It is back to the same dealer and the same salesman as before and exactly the same car but in the four-year-update version. I am pleased about this as I don't have to learn to handle a new car.
Tess has not been too well today. We had a large cottage pie made out of the roast beef from New Year's Eve and because her little pleading eyes were so pitiful I gave her some for her tea yesterday. I shouldn't have done so because she had an upset tummy this morning poor thing. However, she is back to normal this evening and has eaten her usual tea.
It is my annual visit to the James Cook Hospital tomorrow to see my neurologist - we always go early to make sure we get a space in the car park (is there a hospital in the country which does not have a parking problem?) and we always have our lunch in the cafe - so I look forward to that.