Guess what? I had a car accident last night. Wasn't my fault of course but I still get the inconvenience of dealing with Insurance people and assessors and panel beaters!! Anyway, a car making a turn at an intersection was slammed into by an oncmoing car, the turning one spun about and slammed into me (innocently waiting at the traffic lights). I had just been to the hairdressers actually, and as luck would also have it 2 policemen were in a nearby fast food joint so were on the scene fairly quickly. One of the "Boys in Blue" "Whallopers" "Cops" (call 'em what you like) was actually very cute, found myelf being pleased that at least my hair looked great. (Woke up this morning and decided I looked more like Daphne from Scooby Doo)
The Insurance person, by phone, told me I had to go in and fill in their forms, even tho' a work colleague got his faxed to him by the same company. I waited until the officious "Paul" went to lunch and rang back, thanks "Katie" for directing me to your website where I was able to download the form and fax it to them. Hope Paul had a shite lunch.
Tomorrow I have to run the gammit of panel beaters. But I won't be sporting the Scooby-do.