1st July, 2021.
Yes: I’m annoyed.
I was due to have a diabetic eye test, yesterday: at a local surgery in Warley, rather than my usual surgery.
I missed it.
And not through any fault of my own.
I got the the relevant bus stop, in time: but missed two direct bus.
So caught the 72, instead.
What I didn’t realise? Was that the 72 goes up Avenue Road, then down Woodman Road, rather than straight up Warley Hill — the B186, so you know — to get there.
Which is where the problems started.
The bus got held up on Woodman Road: as it couldn’t get past a couple of badly parked cars.
Two.
Badly.
Parked.
Cars.
I was fuming.
And, when the driver asked if I’d rather get off, to walk to my appointment?
I took the chance: not realising quite how long it could take.
By the time of the appointment? I was further down Woodman Road, the bus had zoomed past me, after taking a diversion … and, three minutes after the thing was due to start?
The surgery had phoned me to tell me I was latte, and they would be sending me a letter to rebook things.
I spent most of yesterday? Swearing on social media.
The only upside to the day?
I got the rat trap set up … and won three pounds* on the lottery.
Ahem!
~≈¥≈~

