The best laid plans…
So I finished my day’s work and waved Helena and Theresa off. Then at half-past nine, they phoned to say, “HELP!” There they were, driving peacefully towards home, when a sizeable rock detached itself from the side of the cutting and leapt towards them, screaming “Banzai!” It bounced on the other side of the road and rolled to a halt just half a metre in front of the bumper. Of…