Had a day

I took my Artist friend to his fortnightly medication injection, and then to the local Lidl. We were both driven insane, by circumstances. I ended up clipping a kerb, as I tried to leave room for a tractor and slurry tank. Then, I drove to a park-and-ride to get a bus to Belfast, and a Metro to the location of a meeting; in an hour's time. And the queue was outrageous.

It's a real Mike Skinner scenario.