Well, I am now at the hospital, for 8:00 am...
Not a parking space for anyone. Hundreds of cars driving in a perpetual loop for non existent spaces. Car parks at gridlock.
My appointment is for 11:30 am.
Two hours of driving round and round, and the gridlocks in the car parks taking longer and longer to get out of, and there is now real danger of my car being damaged because tempers are very high.it was now now 10 am.
S*D it, I said to myself. Came out of the hospital car park, drove back to the Expressway, to the Marble Church.It was spitting rain. I didn't check if there were any parking restrictions, I didn't care at this point, I did put my blue badge in the windscreen. It is a public highway, the parking for the church, so legally the car cannot get towed away. Worst I'll get is a fine. And that will be far cheaper than the £140 quoted by taxi firms ..I 'll find out when I get back
Set my scooter up, the battery is 8 years old, fully charged, but what is the range now? As long as it gets me to the hospital, then I'll have to hitch a ride on a car transporter to get back to the car...
The mobility scooter got to the hospital...I was wearing a large bright yellow poncho, blowing behind me, to cover me and scooter from rain ...I felt I was ready to take off...
I decided I deserved a second breakfast. Eating that now....
Then clean myself up! And off to book in for my appointment...
And I haven't even started the stress of this appointment which I have been fighting for, for nearly 8 years now.
So I was going to attend this appointment by hook or by crook ...
Next appointment I will get here for 6 am....