Motors and Me

Last time I wrote something here, I was about to go karting and was getting all het up about wanting to win, despite it not being particularly good etiquette. At least, not in my head. Embarrassingly, it turns out that Dave, the lad who'd invited me along, saw the post, so was well aware of my... somewhat emotional diatribe. Oh dear. Thankfully, he didn't call me an idiot, even though he probably should've done. In the end, I actually did win, although my embarrassment at having been caught being rather arrogant did take the shine off it a little. Still, my wife and mum got to see me in my element, which was nice. (My mum was only there as it was the anniversary of my dad's death and I didn't want her sat at home alone. I'm pretty sure my dad would've hated the idea of anyone spending the day moping too, so it felt good to be getting on, enjoying life. It is, as they say, what he would've wanted.) And that's us caught up to February last year. Sinc