Well, life is never dull.
Our local vicar is on his hols at the moment so yours truly volunteered to take the midweek communion last night. I decided to go really early to give myself time to admire various gardens on the way. It was a lovely warm evening and I was really enjoying the ride.
Until there was a thump. And a grating noise. And one of the front wheels of my trundle truck went off down the hill leaving me and the rest of the truck to watch it.
Don't worry, I was more surprised than hurt. Someone was walking by and she helped me to get it out of everyone's way. Someone else went to a nearby house and asked the very kind gentleman to help. He took me home and I fetched my car which has a ramp so I could get the TT in without too much difficulty.
And I still got to church on time!
P S New scooter arriving Tuesday.