I heard today from the driver of the car I bumped into at about 12 mph last Wednesday. His paid whore of a solicitor claims that his client’s car suffered substantial damage, and that his client has had to hire another car, is suffering from serious stress and whiplash and has accordingly lost substantial earnings. How can people debase and humiliate themselves in this fashion? I forwarded everything to my insurance company in the melancholic knowledge that they will "do a deal".
More heartening was a visit from my intrepid mum who told us about her recent solo trip to India. And I finally visited the barbers as I was beginning to look a little too much like Worzel Gummidge. And Harry Redknapp took over as manager at Tottenham Hotspur.