GrumpyGregry
Here for rides.
Dad I love you, I know you're 90 and blind, and a bit deaf, I know you gave up your youth fighting so I didn't have to grow up speaking German, I know I owe you so very much. Dad, I love you, but it's just that... driving 250 miles/five hours each way at the weekend to see you, makes me feel ill with fatigue at the end of the weekend and is bankrupting me physically, emotionally, and financially and I'm terrified I'm going to die on the M4