Car

So, the car, a 10 year old Subaru, has an issue with the muffler. Doug took it into the shop and they reattached the broken

part . He took along a bike and rode the 8 k back home. At 2pm the job was done. So, Doug reversed the exercise and cycled back to retrieve the car. I was relieved at his return- Halifax is hilly, a snake pit of busy arterial roads, not especially bike friendly and everything is far away from our residence. When Doug pulled into driveway, the car was purring like a kitten. No longer do we sound like the Clampetts, as we wheel down the road. But, Doug, himself still looks rather dodgy, with his black eye and scraped face. We took the muffler out for its inaugural drive. How lovely was the silence. We found our way to Bedford and the Scott Manor House. This place operates as a tea house - but not today. The Manor, built in 1770 for Joseph Scott, an Irish immigrant, is the second oldest house in Halifax. Our day has orbited around the car. And, so there is not a lot to report. But, tomorrow we will get back in the saddle and explore again the territory around Peggy’s Cove, and visit an old friend. In the evenings, we are streaming Ted Lasso on the TV. Tonight, because we binge-watched the series, we come to the last episode. Now what?? Cheers.