...that get me.
The totally unimportant things.
The flight back from Munich, a late night flight, is delayed by an hour. On arrival at Gatwick, the air-bridge is faulty and we have another fairly lengthy wait for an engineer to fix it. As a result, we get home at 2.00am - and I have an 8.30 appointment so precious little sleep. Oh well, that's just one of those things.
A driver in the nearside lane cuts across the roundabout, nearly taking me with him. These things happen.
I'm stationary in my car, waiting to turn, when somebody ploughs into the back of me. As a result the car is in the bodyshop for a month, but, again, that's life.
BUT WHY WON'T BLOGGER SEND ME EMAILS FOR EVERY COMMENT ON THIS BLOG! I get some, but it seems that some bloggers (including you, Skip) are considered to be persona non grata (or whatever the Latin should be). And that irritates me no end!