My ever so clever car again and other things

She tried matchmaking this time. Sounds crazy but it's true. I went to Asda in Donnington Wood Telford, parked in a disabled parking bay and almost immediately had a guy checking to see if I had a blue badge. I got out of the car, commented to the guy who'd parked next to me that it was really nice that someone was checking that the spaces weren't being abused.

Then the parking official came up to me and apologised for checking my badge saying (and I really liked this bit although it was very much pre-conceptions on his part). 'Sorry love but I had to check to see if you had a badge because you look so young and driving a sports' car you did look suspicious. We get a lot of people abusing these places. I'll tell you, I was on cloud nine and thanked him for both the compliment and for keeping an eye on the car park. I went shopping after that with Lucy, my youngest son's girlfriend.

About half a hour later there was one of those heart stopping moments when only half listening to the frequent messages related over the voice system I heard my car registration being read out and asking me to return to my car. Images of huge dents in the body work or even worse flashed through my mind as I went to the information desk. 'It's alright love, your car door is open.'

Relief was an understatement and when I went back to the car found one guy standing guard over it and the ever so nice parking guy standing next to him. It was true the driver's door had magically opened all on it's own and prompted another meeting with ever so nice man who had paid me such a lovely compliment earlier.

Okay he wasn't my type and maybe I'd just forgotten to close the car door properly, but I did lock the car honestly but perhaps my ever so clever car had decided that it was time I met someone special.

Oh I can hear that voice again 'no dear, you didn't shut the door' but hey it's Christmas and although the car got the choice of guy not quite right, maybe magical things do happen or will happen - who knows.

And the other things. Picture it a small village hidden in a valley, Christmas lights twinkling in the houses, the church lit up and a group of carol singers meeting to take the message of Christmas to their friends and neighbours. A cold frosty night twinkling with stars in darkness and the chill air resounding with 'Hark the Herald Angels Sing.' Totally wonderful and tonight I was part of those carol singers as villagers and their children walked through the snowy, frosty lanes wishing others a happy Christmas. I love Clunbury it really is the most incredibly friendly village and to be part of it, especially at Christmas is totally magical. And once we'd visited everyone we retired to the village hall for mulled wine and munchies. How much more perfect can it get?

So feeling all Christmassy and nice - best wishes to you all xx