So, I jumped in Voldie to go to work and didn’t notice anything amiss, until I tried to get up the small hill on the country road behind our hamlet. I got maybe ten metres and Voldie gave out. I spent about five minutes trying to restart it, without the flashing warning signal and when this happened, I continued on my way, believing Voldie would perk up and it was only the heavy rain giving him trouble. Well, I got to the next hamlet and realised I was not getting enough power to go on the motorway, so I turned and headed for home.
By this time, there was lightening and heavy thunder everywhere. I found one of the boys to give me a lift to the train station. I purchased my ticket and retrieved my phone from my handbag only to realise it was getting near the end of its charge. I left a message for my fellow workers and proceeded to read a book. After a while, I realised that, despite being peak hour, I was on my own at that station. It looked wonderfully moody, so I located my camera in my handbag and started snapping. What I got wasn’t very interesting, but then a freigh train came along.
Still, I was half an hour late for work, as I had missed the half hourly train service. I was more disappointed about having to leave my Canon camera at home, though. I had taken some pictures of birds flying with the new battery grip in place and I wanted to upload them tonight. I can only hope the garage can help Voldie tomorrow and I can upload the pictures tomorrow night.