When I left work this afternoon I had - of course - completely forgotten about this change from the norm. (who is Norm?) So at 3.30pm there I was walking round and round getting more and more frustrated and more and more convinced that my car had been nicked. I never actually remembered having left it up there in the gods - it was only through a process of elimination that I found it at all. That process involved walking - in high heel boots - right through every floor of the car park until I found my big black yorkie bars aren't for girls truck. It's a good job I'd had a nice pasta lunch with Darren because I sure as hell burnt off those carbs!!! It's getting beyond a joke.
Porsche Range Experience Day - 6th June 2013
7 years ago