Nothing Exciting

I find it hard to write an update when little has happened. My walks about Mortimer have slowed because of the muddy tracks. I can walk up town because of the sealed footpath, and now it looks really cute as all the daffodils are flowering on the edges of the road and the park, it would look spectacular except for a lot of litter amongst it all. I get so annoyed with people littering. And have taken it upon myself to pick up rubbish on my walks only one step away from purchasing a rubbish stabber and a fluro vest (lol), after the bag is full I would go to the park and put the rubbish into a bin. You should have seen the looks people (mostly women) would give me. They probably thought it was my rubbish from home, or worse still….. saw me picking up stuff from the road and think I am a bum on community service for committing some crime. Maybe that explains why people in Mortimer are not that friendly. They made me feel guilty putting stuff in the bin, I felt the need to explain that this is your rubbish not mine………that would go down well. So now the road has accumulated litter once again, that I will not touch. It is sad that I no longer feel encouraged to help the community.
The little Mercedes John bought me, I nick named the ugly duckling. The ugly duckling needed to be serviced, and the nearest Mercedes service centre is in Newbury, now I thought it would be easy to drive there but I got lost. It seems I have no sense of direction at all, John thought my sense of direction may get better being on the other side of the world, but it has not. Kurt finds it hard to believe that I can get lost so easily especially when I had very few turns. The wonderful thing about getting lost is that I do discover many lovely areas and some not so lovely. Who would believe that I would be driving in another county, John thinks I would be OK driving in France, he wants me to get lost so I can discover new areas, but I do not want to attempt it, public transport will be the go over there.