The trickle of water slowly continued winding its way down the windscreen.  Rose frowned. It was just enough to be annoying, especially in the centre of her vision, but not so much that she could justify flicking on the wipers to be rid of it. She noticed the speedometer climbing, as her usual morning battle against the fearsome combination of a Mother’s to-do list and the 8:30am start at work began. [Read more...]