Queenie
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We went to Manchester last night to see Billy Joel at the arena. He was absolutely outstanding live and the show more than made up for the rest of the day which got progressively worse from lunchtime!
It started off innocently enough, I want a beef steak sandwich and the beef wouldn't defrost! After nuking it and getting it on the griller, I went to the bread and found that it was mouldy so I had to defrost a pitta out of the freezer. Irritating but not tha bad really.
(Skip this paragraph if you're very sqeamish!)
We drove to mum's as she lives less than 10 mins by train to Manchester and parked up there. It was too hot to sit in so we went to the pub. I wore some sandles and by the time we got there (less than 10 minute walk) I was in agony. It died off whilst we were there but walking back it felt like razor blades were slicing my feet up! When we got back, I found that the shoes actually had been acting as razors and I had 2 blisters on the tops of my little toes, one of which had burst and ripped some skin off. This is still very painful now and I can't wear anything on my feet without being in pain.
Of course we had a gig to get to which meant a half hour walk across Manchester which wasn't quite as painful as I imagined. The arena was air conditioned (a blessing) and I survived the gig more or less intact. The walk back to the train station was more painful but bearable and I saw an old school friend at the station who I'd not seen in 4 years! Sadly he'd really let himself go in that time, shame as he was gorgeous at school!!!
We got back to my mum's, packed the car up and waved goodbye. As soon as we pulled away we knew something was up, there was a strange thudding sound coming from the wheels. We pulled over about 10 houses down and Scott had a look around but couldn't see anything wrond so we carried on with the noise getting louder. We pulled in again before getting onto the motorway back to Leeds. This time we both looked and I found a bolt sticking out from the front passenger wheel, mum's neighbours were having building work so we assume we'd driven over it backing out. It was tightly wedged in the tyre and already red hot (only 5 mins from mum's.) We couldn't risk going on the motorway as if it got hot enough it could cause the tyre to explode. We went to mums and thought about what to do as the car had no spare tyre and by now it was gone midnight. Scott called the AA but they wouldn't come out as the car hadn't technically broken down. Basically there was nothing we could do except sleep at mums and fix it today which we did.
By this morning the tyre had deflated so Scott fixed it with the spray in foam stuff and managed to get it up the road to Kwik Fit who had the job done in half an hour. We finally got home to two peeved cats at lunchtime, almost 12 hours after we'd planned!!!
So all in all, a pretty bad day but with the incredible highlight of Billy Joel live!
It started off innocently enough, I want a beef steak sandwich and the beef wouldn't defrost! After nuking it and getting it on the griller, I went to the bread and found that it was mouldy so I had to defrost a pitta out of the freezer. Irritating but not tha bad really.
(Skip this paragraph if you're very sqeamish!)
We drove to mum's as she lives less than 10 mins by train to Manchester and parked up there. It was too hot to sit in so we went to the pub. I wore some sandles and by the time we got there (less than 10 minute walk) I was in agony. It died off whilst we were there but walking back it felt like razor blades were slicing my feet up! When we got back, I found that the shoes actually had been acting as razors and I had 2 blisters on the tops of my little toes, one of which had burst and ripped some skin off. This is still very painful now and I can't wear anything on my feet without being in pain.
Of course we had a gig to get to which meant a half hour walk across Manchester which wasn't quite as painful as I imagined. The arena was air conditioned (a blessing) and I survived the gig more or less intact. The walk back to the train station was more painful but bearable and I saw an old school friend at the station who I'd not seen in 4 years! Sadly he'd really let himself go in that time, shame as he was gorgeous at school!!!
We got back to my mum's, packed the car up and waved goodbye. As soon as we pulled away we knew something was up, there was a strange thudding sound coming from the wheels. We pulled over about 10 houses down and Scott had a look around but couldn't see anything wrond so we carried on with the noise getting louder. We pulled in again before getting onto the motorway back to Leeds. This time we both looked and I found a bolt sticking out from the front passenger wheel, mum's neighbours were having building work so we assume we'd driven over it backing out. It was tightly wedged in the tyre and already red hot (only 5 mins from mum's.) We couldn't risk going on the motorway as if it got hot enough it could cause the tyre to explode. We went to mums and thought about what to do as the car had no spare tyre and by now it was gone midnight. Scott called the AA but they wouldn't come out as the car hadn't technically broken down. Basically there was nothing we could do except sleep at mums and fix it today which we did.
By this morning the tyre had deflated so Scott fixed it with the spray in foam stuff and managed to get it up the road to Kwik Fit who had the job done in half an hour. We finally got home to two peeved cats at lunchtime, almost 12 hours after we'd planned!!!
So all in all, a pretty bad day but with the incredible highlight of Billy Joel live!
