Confessions of a scatterbrain

Knitting hadn't cast any sort of peace or a wish to settle down. She didn't know how long she
would be away yet she did know how good it was to be on the open road; even if it was a diddy road. She always hated the A14 where everyone else sped to their intended destination in the meantime just wanting to stay alive on the concrete strips that were their world.
Dee joined the A510 just twenty minutes later on the perimeter of the beautiful market town called Thrapston; always nicer in the summer when holiday makers guided their narrow boats onward to Norfolk then home again, hopefully more rested, in the next week or so. It should have been time to wrap their winter, wooly jumpers,denims, wellingtons and hats away but how could they with snow still settled around on all of the verges.

Dee then remembered how she'd not long ago turned away from her destination at Kingsthorpe where work always piled up High. She loved her work and the people with learning difficulties who often missed out on Welfare Benefits. It was her job, as a Welfare Rights Worker, to sort their entitlements out; a mine-field to everyone never knowing how to make these claims in order to make the best shot of life that they could. She'd not gone into work but turned to return home and sat in a lay-by but stuck when three drivers in front of her had been stuck in front of her. Their wheels had spun but seemed to be going backwards to where her then little mini sat waiting. She'd got out of her car and pushed the three cars in front of her away and so they'd all drove away as she sat alone in the snow-drifts. Ditsy had stopped being ditsy and extracated herself from the drifts by spotting the verge and tesing how soft the ground had driven her car over it all and was free on the road again; in spite of the drivers that had panicked and drove down the tarmac road never thinking to look back at her.

But now she was free from her work and heading to Norfolk alone with her pet Henry. Dee reached out to touch his soft coal coke and his soft brown eyes looked back at her. It would be a while longer before she needed to turn right again but not for more things to go wrong.