By Jackie Mitchell
I’VE been more or less carless for most of this week, and feel incredibly isolated.
My wheels are in for repairs and a service, and I have had to really think about how to get about.
My normal journey to and from work is not possible via public transport, unless I wanted to set aside two hours by bus, train and then hoofing it for what is a half hour commute; therefore I take the car.
With our office being closed for refurbishment I am currently working a little bit closer to home, but being without a car has still been a hassle.
Getting a lift to and from work has been the easiest solution, though this job can involve anti-social hours, and there’s only so long you can rely on people’s goodwill.
But it’s made me much more appreciative for what I normally take for granted and opened my eyes to just how inconvenient public transport can be if you don’t happen to live on a bus or train route.