Somehow it hadn't occured to me that it might rain. Maybe cos the eulogy I've written is all about how sunny my grandma was. So now I'm abandoning my flimsy shoe plan and may well end up in my work shoes. It doesn't matter. Plan is to get an early getaway as the m6 can't be trusted. Funeral is at 11.30, maybe the rain will have finished by then anyway.
Yes, It did. Funeral was fine. Car was not. But we made it there (despite worrying sounds and something dropping off, pic 1). We made it back (despite need for door to be taken apart at a garage, pic 2, unrelated to incident on way.)
And now I need a rest.
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