I feel much better this morning about my two wounded cars. I will drive the old one carefully and locally until we take it to the garage next Thursday to see if it is worth repairing to necessary standard for an MOT. As for the new car, I'm determined not to let it die so I have found someone who will attend to the job in mid August which I know is a long way away but no one is putting...
Month: July 2020
No mask, no haircut – where are we going?
This correspondence took place between two members of my ZOOM group I remember in the Zoom you mentioned you were going for a haircut and I just returned from one today – or nearly ! The lady who cuts my hair is extremely nice and I have known her for more than 20 years and she runs her shop with a colleague of similar age. I arrived at the appointed hour and they asked me to wear a mask. I...
In mourning for lack of transport
The garage rang me up this morning to tell me that the new Volvo that I had bought so enthusiastically for a total cost of £2000 is a write-off because there is a blown gasket and the whole engine would have to be disassembled. Not worth it. So now I have two cars. One is a runabout with no MOT and therefore no insurance. The second car has an MOT and insurance but is not roadworthy. One of the...
A marriage amidst the disaster of post lockdown Bath
Today, a trip to Bath for my bi-monthly eye appointment. Since wearing a mask on public transport is mandatory I have had to wear one. The drivers showed not the slightest interest in whether I had one or not so maybe I could have got on the bus anyway without being challenged but it was a risk I could not take because my eye appointment is valuable to me and my sight. On to the bus without...
How to …. speak to people about what you believe
This has been one of our better years for hollyhocks. Here they stand at least 2 m tall in all their colour in front of our living room window. Had a very nice lunch today courtesy of Françoise with fish & alumi cheese satay and spaghetti with Thai sauce This is our first day without a car. It sits in the garage awaiting repair. We cannot really drive the old one because the insurance has...
A day of disaster
After having cleaned out my car of five years for anything resembling personal possessions, the old and new volvos set off for the car recycling unit - or scrapyard- in South Somerset. We were approaching the site of the Royal Bath and West Showground when Françoise flashed her lights and honked her horn saying that the new car was giving trouble – steam was coming out of the bonnet. We stopped...
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