Now the weather has improved a little and as the car needs some serious attention, bits and pieces of repair work are being done as I type.

In fact, such was the draw of the good weather on Monday, that I sacked off work until the evening and the sun went down, and spent the afternoon stretched backwards in the foot-well reattaching the glovebox to the firewall. Well of course, that didn’t take me all afternoon – the rest of the time was spent taking the bumper off, re-blacking the plastics, switch the indicator lamps, repairing the number plate fixing and filling two small holes in the wheel arches.

I felt very satisfied, although now the whole lot is being sprayed up by Father who takes an age to do these things, but the end job is always impeccable.

I also had my filling this week; possibly the strangest sensation in the world. I was more than relieved to discover that, upon second though, I don’t need my wisdom teeth out immediately or for the princely sum I had initially been told, so now will just wait for a hospital appointment. Five to six months apparently.

Stourbridge has had it’s town clock painted. Not particularly exciting news, but it’s a definite improvement now that it’s been re-gold-leafed and put into the traditional town colours. It’s also nice to see the council making some effort to make the town centre look half decent (which it does right now, which is a change from the ordinary).