I had to go into London today and my car broke down. Bad luck.
But it broke down within 100 meters of my old garage - Good luck.
I was of course blocking traffic and of course there are highly irritable truck drivers who love to have a shout.
So this on coming truck eventually got alongside me and stopped to shout inane abuses.
When he had used up his vocabulary (not long) he stopped to see what I would say.
I don't know why two thoughts came into my head... they're like buses y'know.
First thought dealing with an angry truck driver is nothing compared to caring for someone with PSP.
Second, he probably does not know what PSP is and as a loyal Association member I should spread the word.
I said quietly and calmly, "Your wasting your time mate. I'm a PSP carer."
He replied "Wot ****"
My reply was, "I am a PSP carer. If I were you I would just quietly drive on if I were you. But google PSP when you can"
He went very quiet and confused and drove away like a lamb.
Another nice thing.. I eventually got it going and limped to the garage and the mechanic who used to service was on the forecourt... Big smiles and assurances that he would fix, "his car", no problem - on Monday lol