Sunday, 23 December 2012

Vroom!

My car's mileometer tripped over 100,000 miles last night. Obviously I'd known this moment was on the way, and given the time of year I had thought we'd be on a longish journey somewhere and had visions of pulling over for a celebratory snack or cup of coffee, maybe treat the car to a premium car wash or something. As it was I was just returning from the supermarket fairly late on, in response to an urgent hankering for some enchiladas.
Posted by Artog at 15:09
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6 comments:

  1. John Medd23 December 2012 at 17:27

    Can you remember what piece of music was playing? Have a good Christmas. J

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  2. Artog23 December 2012 at 17:56

    I can John, it was Ma Nserew Me as featured not too long ago. And Merry Christmas to you also.

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  3. drew23 December 2012 at 21:16

    For being fit to drive fairly late on a Saturday evening I salute you Artog.

    As John said, season's greetings

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  4. Artog24 December 2012 at 08:24

    Merry Christmas Drew, hope it's nice and snowy for you.

    Unlike, by the sound of it, many of our mutual blog friends I hardly ever touch a drop if I'm just in the house, if friends pop by I much prefer to go to the pub. In fact if I fancy a drink (or more likely, a fag) I'll take myself off to the pub with a newspaper. To be honest I don't even drink that much in London. I only really drink when I'm in the company of old friends, which normally means Sheffield. When I'm up there I tend to go out every night and my tolerance for booze seems undiminished by months of near abstinence.

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  5. Swiss Adam24 December 2012 at 09:28

    When my previous car turned over 100000 miles I thought something significant might happen, a shift in the fabric of the universe or something.

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  6. Artog24 December 2012 at 12:36

    I half expected the car to give out a groan. But no, it's been a very good car, some sporadic trouble with the exhaust otherwise no trouble, well, failed its MOT once, unexpectedly and most inconveniently. The plan is to keep it going until it's more expensive to repair than it is to buy a new car. I'm not a car person, it must be said.

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