The selfish neighbour had parked really close - I had to go back and forth about 6 times to get out, but when I did, the road was clear of traffic so I was able to give him a farewell 'Fuck. You.' double beep before driving measuredly away.

Once I got to Mugsborough I felt as if I was arriving in the TARDIS, like 'what historical period is this?' I didn't know whether the Enway Road junction was a roundabout or a T-junction like it was when we were young children, and near the Gables I began thinking of 1997-98 when I lived there, and found it odd when a text arrived, because I didn't have a mobile then.

It is so nice to be away from the house after more than a year at home during the shutdowns, and to be away from the parking after a decade of angst.

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