ONE OF THOSE DAYS

ONE OF THOSE DAYS It's been one of those days and it isn't over yet. First of all, I had to take the car to the garage to have the had it damaged brakes .repaired.. (0). The car was in a bad enough state, but we (36) even more by some idiot as we were waiting at the traffic lights the other day. He bumped into the back of the car and we told him he would have to pay to (37) (38) I could've (39) the brakes checked months ago. I left the car at the garage, then went straight to the hairdresser to have my hair (41) wanted to have (42) the dry-cleaner's to (43) at the party last night. Next, I had to go to the supermarket. When I had finished, my bags were so heavy I had to (45) over yet. I've still got to have my photograph (46) the car mended and he said he would it paid for by his insurance company. I certainly hope he does. The mechanic told me myself killed driving the car and that we should've (40) cut really short, so it took ages. After that, I had to take Bill's suit to ... it cleaned after he had had wine (44) over it them delivered to my house - and that cost more money. And the day isn't half for a new passport - my old one (47)_ stolen when we had our house (48) a few months back. What a life! Things can't get worse, can they?