Afterwards, we continued north for about 45 minutes until I realised that I had left my wallet on the restaurant table.
Of course, we had to turn back to get it, but the next U-turn was about 15 minutes' drive, so we were now facing a 2-hour delay and an extra 200km on the clock.
The missus was furious and didn't waste any time letting me know what a silly old fool I am. I heard some language that is normally reserved for sailors!
We got back to the restaurant and, as I dashed across the car park to retrieve my wallet, the missus wound down her window and shouted: "While you're in there you might as well
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