cars

Are the bane of my life.

It is impossible to run a small business without one.
It uses too much of my meagre income running it, yet without it I have nothing.

Then there are bits of cars...cluttering the Room of Doom which should be a living room, the front hall, the bailey at the back- newly cleared and re-cluttered....the so-called garden, has now a rear beam and attached bits gracing the path, plus other heaps of gubbins. Neither myself or the Carpenter was consulted on this, and it is our home.
Plus whatever bits of car The Oily One has in his bedroom....

I can't afford to keep my car on the road without the mechanical assistance of The Oily One.....

Meanwhile I'm firing a bisque, mainly of pots with writing on....hoping for sales and orders....