April 30th 2024 Today Jim and I were supposed to play golf after work, but the clutch went on his car on the A40 outside GCHQ. It was the first time I’ve ever broken down while driving somewhere, and it wasn’t even my car. And I wasn’t even driving. I didn’t really fancy sitting around in his car waiting for three hours for the RAC to show up, so I left him there and walked home. It was only like 45 minutes away. Should I have stayed to keep him company? Maybe. Especially because as it turned out the recovery … Continue reading Clutch