Gone?

Gone?

“How did I get into this mess?”

I banged a fist on the steering wheel, perhaps in some vain hope that an answer would jump out at me, but apart from a slight tinge of fear that I might set off the airbag, no thoughts came to mind. I had been having a quiet drink in the Bull, relaxing by the fireside after a stressful day in the office and now …. where the hell was I? Well I was driving down a dark country lane in the pouring rain and heading for trouble without a doubt. Continue reading