…and possibly the big one. My car broke down last Sunday in the middle of a busy road in the centre of York (of course, it has to be a busy road in the centre of York!) whilst I was taking my daughter to Sunday school. I thought I was doing my good deed of the day but apparently Him above thought differently. I was towed back by a very amused AA man who was so pleased to tell me that the cam belt has napped and that my little Punto, being already so old, was over and done with! What? Old? My lovely little silver Punto? My lovely faithful little car I’ve had for longer that my lovely daughter? I was not ready to hear this. Especially because I cannot afford a new one right now.
Anyway, now the little car is at our local garage awaiting a verdict. I have to say that I’m not passionate for cars and I would happily do without one if I didn’t live in a Yorkshire village where the public transport has been reduced to one (usually overcrowded) bus per hour (if any) that takes you in the centre of York, rather far from my usual supermarkets. My local shops are an overpriced Co-op and an even more expensive farmer’s shop where last time I had lunch I found a living slug in my salad and that put me off it for life! So whilst I’m waiting for Peter the mechanic’s verdict I’m contemplating a Tesco or Asda home delivery…What an enticing prospect!!! And the kids’ extra-curricular activities have to wait until this week. Wish me luck!
