Last Tuesday, I parked Jemima Jalopy (my motor)in Sussex Road, Southsea.
As I minced off to the shops, over my shoulder I cast a return smile to the three cheeky tree-trimming men in the road.
As it was raining, once round the corner I had a quick feel of my bottie cheeks, to see if damp.
You see, Jemima leaks!
In fact JJ is a bit like me – engine willing, bodywork knackered.
On my return, two hours later, I switched JJ on – and nothing!
I’d left my lights on –aarrggh!
The lovely tree-trimming men phoned Mews Garage and the delightful Rick had JJ running within minutes.
Thank you fellas.
The problem was JJ’s lights-on warning buzzer is just a weak croak, and as I had my ear muffs on I didn’t hear it.
Just another senior moment.