I was absolutely dreading driving my car today but I had to at least try to get to the stables. I left the dogs at home as I fully anticipated breaking down and having my car towed to a closed garage. So much so that I left the house with a note already written to put through the garage letterbox with the key in an envelope.
Thankfully I made it there and back safely although I think the car is now fucked.
So I'm in the same position again. Carless, feeling helpless. But mostly feeling pissed off.