Quite a pleasant day all told as my car got through it's MOT alright even though I was without it all day. After dropping it off at the garage I started to walk back unaccustomed to doing the route on foot so making a fool of myself as I crossed the road only to come back straight away as I realized the pavement ran out on that side as we went under a bridge. A young woman was taking the same route and I saw her go down a cut which I presumed to be a shortcut as the most logical place for to be walking to at 8:30 in the morning would be to the college which I had to pass. As I had already passed the opening and was on the other side of the street I opted to go the way I would in the car in case my hunch was wrong and I gave the woman a fright if she noticed that I had doubled back to follow her down by the railway line. On my way to pick my car back up I noticed a path coming out onto the main road opposite the college and decided to take it thus cutting off a large corner and saving me 10 to 15 minutes.
   I was getting a little nervous when I had not heard anything, although if anything major needs doing they generally call to let me know, so I phoned them at 3:30pm to find that everything was OK and they were just waiting for the locksmith to sort out my broken key. After seeing on the internet somebody quote £100 to come and remove the broken key upto £300 for a new barrel I was rather relieved that his fee came to £40. However, I was quoted for a replacement key and was stunned to hear that it cost £108. Apparently the price was so high because there is a chip in it which (de)activates the immobiliser so I thought I would do without for the time being as it was a little excessive for a spare.
   With Bethany at nursery we managed to get the house in order for a little Valentine's meal with Alison preparing the table and putting sparklers in everything and I made a tiramisu after eventually finding a shop that sold single cream. Alison had got a couple of meals for two and after picking Bethany back up we had the Chinese tonight, saving the Indian for my birthday.
   A while back Alison got Bethany some foam letters to play with in the bath as they stick to tiles when wet.
I picked out the letters for her name and have got in the habit of rearranging them when I take a shower with varying degrees of success. I mention this only because this morning the anagram I produced was one of the few that I quite like because it has a semblance of sense about it and it was "The small hay barn" which sounds a bit like the name of a cafe attached to an out of town garden centre. My previous favourites include the first I produced which was "Halt, shy lamb near" and the slightly more cumbersome "Many bathers hall" which sounds a bit like a swimming pool after it has been translated into Cantonese and then back into English.