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Weekend

Well, that wasn't quite the weekend I had planned.

I had a very nice birthday: lovely presents and cards, pub lunch with colleagues and all of LJ wishing me well following my blatant demands for same. After work, I set off for Howard's place in Dorset.

On the A31 just after the Hog's Back, I felt the sudden surge forwards followed by loss of power that means your scooter's drive belt has snapped and you won't be doing more than another hundred metres or so of your journey.

The breakdown people said help would be on the way inside 90 minutes. After what must have been 89½ minutes, a lorry arrived and I requested to be taken to Dorchester, thinking that a late arrival with a broken vehicle would be better than no arrival at all. But the breakdown company wouldn't authorise recovery to my destination, only back home or to a nearby garage (which wouldn't have been much use at 9PM).

So I was deprived of a birthday weekend away, and spent my Saturday and Sunday moping. I also cleaned out the gerbil, hoovered the entire flat and spent as much of the remaining time as possible asleep. Oh, and of course there was Doctor Who.

Knowing that it was all my own fault as I should have replaced the belt a thousand miles or so ago (I even ordered the replacement last week) was slim comfort.

Good Things:
  1. nou issuing a timely invitation to beetroot risotto in Croydon last night
  2. I got a Kindle for my birthday (!!!) and had promptly loaded it up with the_gneech's Fictionlets, which I recommend to anyone forced to wait in a layby on their own for nearly two hours

Comments

Commiserations. Sounds like time for the top quote from this episode of Blackadder!
Funnily enough, another lament of Blackadder's - 'the devil farts in my face once again' - did cross my mind!

Edited at 2011-09-19 09:42 am (UTC)
The trouble with Blackadder is that almost every line of dialogue is quotable.

One of my friends at school was the son of an actor. He mentioned to people that his father was appearing in Blackadder the following evening. Had he known what character his father was playing, he might have chosen not to let on.

The poor guy got a lot of "You see, I am a colossal pervert. No form of sexual depravity is too low for me. Animal, vegetable or mineral — I'll do anything to anything." in the following weeks.
Oh no! Poor guy.
Oh dear! That is rather priceless.
Oh dear. Sorry to hear that. I'm glad there were some redeeming features to the weekend.
Thanks!
Oh. )-8

Belated happy birthday, I guess, and sorry it broke.

I assume you'd not bought onward-journey/replacement-vehicle/similar-gold-plated breakdown cover, rather than that the breakdown people weren't keeping to their side of the bargain? I'm also guessing you didn't happen to have the new belt with you. Otherwise, I would have hoped fitting a new drive belt to a scooter was the kind of thing roadside assistance could manage.

At least the Hog's Back is a fairly scenic place to break down.
Not in the dark!

I thought I had to-destination recovery - will have to check the terms. Even the driver was surprised when he got the directive from base.

And thank you :)
Ah. When you said garage wouldn't have been much use at 9pm, I was kinda counting backwards half an hour for getting from Hog's Back to the garage, the 90 minute call-out time, etc. and figuring it would at least have been before sunset when you started out. Perhaps even some nice sunsets over the downs.

No such luck? /-8
I was there from about 7 to 9. Unfortunately all I could see was a big fence on one side and a hedge separating me from the other carriageway on the other...
Oh, poop. Not the lay-by I assumed you meant, then. The one you found sounds much less salubrious. )-8
Oh, the cafe? About a mile south of there.
Sympathy, hope you get to have a repeat bash at a weekend celebration soon.
Thank you! I'm sure something can be arranged.
Aw man, that's rubbish. Birthday WEEK calls?
Now you are talking!
Kindle! Yay.
Yes! After spending two years convinced I didn't want one, three days into ownership I couldn't be fonder of it.
Me, too.
Damn... *Hugs* I don't know anything worth knowing about bikes and breakdown companies, but heck they should have had the means to authorise the recovery at that time of night, no matter what. Don't you just love red tape...

Still, I'm glad to hear you got a Kindle! They look like wonderful little things, and although I love paper books to pieces, I can't deny that a Kindle would be a very nice addition and extremely convenient. Not to mention just plain cool. :D
I was never particularly fussed about acquiring one, but now it's dropped into my paws I'm really pleased!

And thanks for the *hugs*. That helps me feel less miffed about the whole thing *hugs back*
Oh, that's rather an awful turn of events. Even if not on the right weekend, there'll hopefully be other such (less interrupted) voyages ahead. ^_^
I certainly hope so! Now to ring the garage and see if the new belt's turned up...
Aw heck. Not only did you have the breakdown but I completely forgot your birthday. (THIS is why I should check LJ every day come what may!) Glad you managed to salvage some pleasure.
Ah yes, that list of upcoming birthdays is extremely useful! And thanks.
I hope that my texts that night were some small help, during the crisis!

(I swear- the Universe prodded me to text you at the EXACT time you needed it.. I am glad I could be there, without actually being THERE.. if you get me?!)

*hugs*
Thank you so much! I was too dim to think of texting you but it was just what I needed!