Day 275- lack of reading skills

1 October 2012- When I first saw this, I thought it said " mike hunt scars" and I was puzzled, then i interpreted it to mean that mike enjoyed hunting cars.  then I read it outloud and NSFW.  If your surname is hunt, do not name your child Michael,  and especially don't shorten it to Mike.  Mick is less likely to cause problems. And I know that he is a car sales person, but really, did no one actually look at it? read it alound?

Day 153- whoops!

1 June 2012- The road in front of my work is a narrow one way street. The section right in front of my work is a no parking area (denoted by the single yellow line painted on the side of the road.) Because there are three backpacker hostels in the area, parking is ok a little further down the road and parking in the area is not always available: we have a steady stream of illegal parkers. Problem is, this is a road often used by delivery trucks and not infrequently by fire engines. While there are spates of ticketing by the council, thy can't come everyday. This is what sometimes happens when a vehicle cannot, doesn't want to, spare the parker. The other side of the road has a tall fence and a steep drop to the railway lines. It was a brand new car, that now has a lot of damage! If you are travelling in Australia, be aware that the single yellow line means no parking.

Day 14- drat

14 January 2012 - on our way down a ruralish road, in Rochedale, the car had a massive flat (big enough to be unrepairable the next day). One of the things that irks me about the current car is the lack of decent spare. All we have is a dount, which just looks bizarre. I know there is no room, but this is one of those things that is not fun, and a decent sized wheel would have made me a lot happier. pictured here, the old tyre.

Day 346- The old tv

12 December 2011- The tv went pop. everything else kept working, so not a power outage.

Day 222- Crochet

11 August 2011- A close up of a granny square at crochet class. Also the photo that made me realise my camera was fibbing about dates. This HAD to be taken on a Thursday, as that is when the crochet class is, but my photo program was insisting that it was taken on the Wednesday. Sigh. This may mean some of my pictures in the last month are out of whack.

Day 124 - A broken glass

4 May 2011 - Who would have thought that one glass had so much, well, glass