Saturday, November 29, 2014

Second post of the month and it's nearly December. I decided to have a break as I am busy at work and prefer to stick my head in a good book when I have finished work for the day. It has been a busy month and to cap it all No.1 son now has a car! We looked at one last week and rejected it as it had 'Knackers Yard' writ large upon it. However, we had a look round at t'other cars on offer and we tried one out. Runs well, good price and just right for a young man who is currently taking driving lessons. So I bought it and No.1 is paying me back on a monthly basis. It's similar to the beast pictured below...

He's driven it a couple of times now and is pretty good although I have discovered how much abuse learner drivers receive from other drivers. A real eye opener! He's had it 24 hours and he has already fitted a new stereo... I just need to find him some furry dice.  I do feel happier knowing he is in a car and not on a motorcycle and Mrs C will certainly sleep better at night.

Whilst we were waiting to collect the car yesterday I have to admit to having my head turned by this beauty (not the actual model!)...

A nine year old four door coupe at an excellent price just over £2,000. Not really suitable for work, drinks petrol as it's a 1.3 litre rotary engine and is apparently a fantastic car to drive but expensive to run and doesn't like the wet weather (default weather for the UK).

But... But... For once my heart is fighting with my head  because I have fallen head over heels for this little sports car. Is this my mid-life crisis finally surfacing? First it was drooling over motorcycles and now it's a sports car. Delcatto's sensible head has gone missing, possibly stolen by Worzel Gummidge and been replaced by testosterone filled turnip. "Sigh". Some thinking to be done because it really is not suitable for work and the engine requires more than the ten minute commute and the frequent de riguer short trips in my job. No.1 helpfully pointed out "You could have two cars Dad... the sensible one for work plus this for fun".  I am also aware that there is more to life than working, making sensible decisions, doing the right thing, wearing beige cardigans and drinking Horlicks before an early night.
Decisions, decisions...


Saturday, November 01, 2014

Pinch Punch, First of the month and no returns!
It's Mrs C's birthday today and a home cooked meal with vino for her and beer for me. I won't state her age but ... year will be a big number and today is the start of her latest decade on this spinning rock. Her first statement this morning was "I feel 25 inside but my bones tell me differently".

I also realised that it is over a year since we lost Mog who went to the great litter tray in the sky. He was a curmudgeonly cat who, despite being spayed, continued to liberally mark his territory all over the house much to Mrs C's chagrin.

Much else remains the same including the now obligatory drunken twats attacking my car. Having had it serviced plus four brand new tyres this week it was set upon by said morons last night. Thankfully, they only damaged the wheel trims so no real impact upon the car but I guess I will add four new trims to the large bill for the car this week. More needless vandalism in this failing and increasingly broken country managed by incompetents, clowns and the deluded. For the first time I considered whether it is time to move house but that begs the question "Where to?" Vandalism and stupidity exists throughout the country and I happen to like living here. Mind you, a house with off street parking is very appealing. However, this evening will be spent with wine (beer), women and song (X factor... winces!). I may have to resort to the headphones...