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Prepositions

All my tests today were about prepositions. The conclusion: there is work to do and plenty of room for improvement. I'm not going to beat about the bushes; I must correct and memorise the correct versions ASAP. It's clearly not critical or something that I should be hysterical about. It's the notion of having issues in some parts of the English grammar and vocabulary that irritates me. But I'm on it, so this is half-success so far.

The weather was okay today. It wasn't too cold, but it wasn't as warm as yesterday, and we didn't see the sun at all. It's getting worse tomorrow because the rain is arriving and will stay with us the whole day. Moreover, the weather forecast predicts a similar Saturday, so cheerio for the lovely weekend.

I had to pop into town to take Ági's car to the garage. It was a pleasant journey with the old Skoda. She turned eighteen this year, which is considered adulthood in human terms according to the Hungarian law. Apart from a few glitches, e.g., the adjustment of the headlights and the car horn, the change of the spark plugs, and the replacement of the old rims and tyres, the car is in good condition. It'll certainly cost a fortune, but as the mechanic says: those who have money for a monkey should have moolah for lots of bananas.
(Moolah = money => "bread and honey (Cockney rhyming slang)", "cabbage", "clam", "milk", "dosh", "dough", "shillings", "frogskins", "notes", "ducats", "loot", "bones", "bar", "coin", "folding stuff", "honk", "lampshade", "lolly", "lucre"/"filthy lucre", "mazuma", "paper", "scratch", "readies", "rhino", "wonga")
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