…steering! After 11 years of huffing and puffing, I’ve finally got power…steering! My new car has arrived. It is not a Mercedes or another flash car, but after all those years of driving around the cobbles of Yorkshire with a (now) battered Fiat Punto, this seems like a Limo to me! For most of you, probably power-steering, air-conditioning, air-bags and even Bluetooth might be taken for granted but for me it’s sheer luxury! A couple of tears shed at the thought of my old car being scrapped have been quickly replaced by the euphoria of talking on the phone hands-free just at the click of a pushbutton and parking without wrenching my right shoulder! My daughter – enthusiastic as usual – has even given her – the car, female of course! – her name: Celeste, like our favourite colour, sky-blue!
(PS: The Man In Purple behind the car is my lovely "Baby" Boy!)
