Oh dear such a very long time since I wrote my blog and so very, very much has happened. Tumultuous 9 or so months to say the very least. Some of the most tumultuous of…my.. life.
Will tell all some day.
Meanwhile the relationship with vile, OFT continues to deteriorate. For the sake of recording will note the petty nastinesses exchanged between us on a daily basis, going forward.
Today.
Driving to work on a foul, windy, rainy day, so windy that a car was stopped in front of me, hazard lights on while the driver got out and had to haul at branches to clear a tree blockage. Chap coming other way also got out and the two of them manfully cleared the highway. I remained in car listening to Radio 4. Did NOT want to get my uniform dirty.
Then noticed my petrol guage at 0. Utter 0
Thought about how nasty OFT is. Lent him my car yesterday or, too his for horse towing purposes so he had to use mine. It was on fuel reserve. Somewhere somehow within his miserable, mean cerebral cortex I thought it might occur to him to fill it up so I would have sufficient fuel to get to work today but no.
It was doggone empty. Had to pull off the highway to fill up. £30 worth only then zipping on, into work.
Most husbands, one hopes, would be protective about their wives and breakdown in the lanes with fuel outage in the foulest of weather. Not OFT.
I will get him back. You watch. I will. The daily unkindnesses will continue….on both sides
The River Files 