Stop Means Stop!

Another day another dollar..

I had a lovely morning sipping coffee at Webb's in Wychbold.

Now to do my second shift at Job 1.

It was raining heavily.

It was getting dark.

One van driver didn't understand the word Stop.

When he did finally stop, he was jamming his finger to his head.

Telling me I was a nutter for stopping him.

I pointed to the word STOP on my lolly stick.

Two road rage incidents in a week.....

I have high hopes there won't be third...

 

Lots Of High Hopes

Woo hoo it's Monday once more.

Nice to enjoy a cup of tea with hubby.

He went to work, I stopped in bed for an extra half an hour.

Then I had the phone call!

More hours with Job 3

Woo Hoo! 

I nipped into my local Salvation Army Charity Shop.

Got some Xmas presents for my hubby and sons.

Now to start doing those extra hours..

The Duster and Henry at the ready!