So, new car. It's a rude word. I have inspected and/or driven a metric buttload of Yarises, or possibly Yari, under the kindly auspices of Jo, who is a drive-me-around taxi goddess and car-inspection moral-supporter of incredible patience and sweetness. I like the Yaris, but every single car I have driven has failed dismally to pass the test of an
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We are going to sell L's old citi golf, if he can bear to part with it. He gets all tearful if I mention it, although he has a nice little Micra now and we have Too Many Cars. I would love to know how you sold yours as I quake at the thought of adverising it on Gumtree!
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They are bizarrely freaky, in the book as well as the film. I'm not sure why. They have a sort of manic edge.
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Let me know what I can do re lifts. I'm happy to give you a lift home if you let me know what time suits you. Next week I'm at a course until 5 every day. Does that fit your schedule?
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