When I say dangers, I mean troubles or more like small problems. What I'm talking about is on days like today, when there isn't much to write about. I entice you with an exciting looking title, but when you start reading it's really really boring.
It's not that nothing has happened lately, just nothing that is blog-worthy. There was the incidents with Vicky's phone troublems, but you don't want to hear about them really as everything turned out OK in the end. The fact that she thought she was getting ripped off by 2 different people on ebay potentially costing her £280 wouldn't be to interesting to you because it's all alright now.
I played squash last night, which is all well and good, but can you really be bothered to read about it? The final score - the court conditions, the conversation with the receptionist about how court 2 was free although we had booked court 3 and we could go in early, without needing to change to court 3 at 9, then subsequently finding out that court 2 was in fact in use and we ended up on court 3 anyway? Do you really care that Nathan won 2-0 overall but there were a few close games? The regular arguments over me taking my full 90 second rest break entitlement? I don't think so.
I could even bang on and on about how much it cost to get my car through it's MOT, the problems with the manifold gasket and the £100 welding job to fabricate a new suspension component as they are no longer supplied by Ford. You wouldn't care about the fact that when we drove away from the garage the exhaust was making a knocking noise and I had to take it back to them this morning to complain.
So instead I will keep this blog brief so you don't have to read a load of boring, irrelevent crap.
