Bloody fog again both ways to Truro and back to get me car back from Vospers (they lent me one while they were fixing mine). I'm boggle-eyed with peering through murk and glare and I'm in a bad mood. Bloody roadworks on the A30 at Temple didn't help. So watch it, everybody. Especially nearly all of you.

Mind you, me motor's fixed, didn't cost me a bomb and runs as smooth as a baby's bum. So, I was thinking to myself, life isn't just a vale of tears. Then I came back to this thread. Wheeee!