Not only has it done over 100,000 miles but on Monday, of this oh so pleasant week, I reversed into him and broke his lights.
In my defence, I wasn’t looking, but only because I thought he’d gone. Sadly not, he was fannying around doing a 22 point turn instead of just turning the wheel.
Luckily my car is fine.
8 comments:
How about harnessing Freddie?
Oh, POOR Himself! Did you get a picture of him in horror after you bashed into him?
I have visions of an extremely funny British half-hour comedy we get here featuring a couple...
wouldn't worry about it - the thought of acquiring a new car might be exciting enough to get over the upset of being pranged
D - let me think a minute, that'll be a NO then!
WW - what do you mean poor Him? What about poor me? Fancy still being there when I wanted to go! :)
ILTV - he can't afford a new car, he will just have to eat more of the orange quality streets so that we can tape up the holes. Spookily they are exactly the right colour - lucky that we have a tin left over from Xmas really.
Patched with toffee papers! Love it.
Oh dear. Has Himself forgiven you yet?
Oh, right. Of course! The stupid sod!
can I have the left over toffee pennies?
please!
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