Three bad decisions....
1. To go to Stanage on a Sunday.
2. To take my car.
3. To go via Sheffield intead of taking the Strines road.
As me and Paul approached Burbage Bridge I slowed sharpish because a bloke had slowed to turn into a parking space when an almighty bang announced the presence of a Land Rover Freelander in my boot.
As you can see a beautiful day went begging because the hatch door was insecure so the car could not be left unattended and we both were suffering a few aches and pains.
One week on the aches and pains have almost gone and I get my car back on Wednesday.
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