Sarah, where's the car? It's gone. It's not gone. It's with Fixter. Since you never

got round to MOT, I took care of it. Fixed up. Fixed up. Fixed is great. They pick

up your car, drive it to the garage, handle the MOT, then drive it straight back to you.

Sounds expensive. Don't worry. They negotiate their prices with their partner

garages and the car pickup services included. So since that's all handled, how about you

take a look at that leaky tab or do you need me to fix that too? For easy car maintenance,

head to fixter.co.uk. We'll pick up your car and take care of all the rest. Fixed up

and your back on track. The park near my house is plagued by urban legends. Most of them

are local legends and the nature of those legends would vary depending on who you ask.

I moved here a little over a year ago with my then fiancé, now wife Megan. She and

I both worked from home and we moved right in the middle of the covid lockdowns, so we

didn't have much reason to go out and explore our new hometown. We were really quick to

make friends with our neighbours. The day after my wife and I moved in with our dog,

Kaia and three cats, we got a ring on our doorbell and we opened it to the site of two women

both in their 60s. They were our next door neighbour, Sandy and across the street neighbour,

one had made us homemade jams and the other made a homemade pie. I love pie, so this was the

perfect way to welcome us to the neighbourhood. The neighbours across the street have a gorgeous

patio space and they said they wanted to have a welcome party for us, so we could get to know

the neighbours around us. Needless to say, we fell in love with these people in a platonic sense,

of course. I think the neighbours were extra excited about having my wife and I move in because

at the time we bought this house, we were newly engaged and planning our wedding and talking about

having kids, a fresh young family. All our neighbours are elderly and their own kids have

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