Wind... Rain... Whitehaven!

I had to take my sister through to Whitehaven this evening for some kind of presentation/art night thingy after hubby decided that it was probably easier for me to do it coz I was washed and changed.

We got off to a flying start when I was heading for Lillyhall and she wanted me to go through Harrington instead. Yep, great idea, traffic lights on the hill! Made good use of the handbrake I can tell ya. It wasn't raining all that much when we set off, but the closer we got to Whitehaven, the heavier it was, especially going up the hill towards the school!

The poor little car didn't like the hill either. I kept having to drop down into 3rd gear because my speed was dwindling to 25mph at one point. I was just hoping and praying that we'd get up there! Oh, must remember to say that I wandered a little on the road before the turn off to the hill because I thought I'd seen my old instructor, Liz, but it wasn't. We did see her on the way home though! There dear sister, I told everyone, ok..?

Anyway, we got there just after 5pm and she then told me that we had to stay till 6pm for the presentation. Now had I known that, I'd have left it till about 5.30 to go through! I did wonder why she wasn't all that fussed when I'd said earlier that we might be a bit late setting off. Now I know why!

So after many games of eye spy and the eventual presentation at 6pm we set off back home and I was told to avoid the hill coming back, so decided to go through Whitehaven instead. To say I don't know the area is a complete understatement and I nearly went over the top of the roundabout at Sekers, not realising it was raised till it was almost too late! Don't think my mam would've been too chuffed if I'd buggered her car up, though I did try to flatten her battery when we got home!

I was sitting at the computer earlier on when I got a phonecall from my uncle asking if I had my mam's car. Thinking he was gonna say it'd been pinched from their road or something I said yep, only to be told I'd left the radio on! D'oh! That's my sister's/hubby's fault, that is! If she hadn't wanted driven round to McDonald's and if he'd phoned for our pizza delivery, then I wouldn't have turned the volume off while I was using the phone in McDonald's car park and then forgotten that it was in fact still turned on! Thankfully I found the £20 note that fell out of my pocket as I was getting out or that would've been the icing on the cake...