Still life

Fresh from a hands on (and hoses and foam on) car wash, first proper clean in about three months: still life with car, bottle bank and refuse pound. The car's clean condition lasted less than 24 hours. A run to Aberdeen at back at a steady 70mph and 37.2mpg meant that the winter road film returned with a vengeance. Spring and some sort of spring clean and a full service are hopefully just around the corner. The road noise from the failing catalytic converter is beginning to irritate however but I'll leave the final decisions on how best to rectify this (there is an obvious way) to Dr Ford's technical representatives.

Not Spring

Unrelated Saab takes corner

Now that it’s nearly Spring I have to sit down and think. Frankly I don’t quite know what I’m doing or where I’m headed. I’m tempted to use words like “interplay” or “sectional” I want to drop them into planned conversations as I try to, using as little language as possible sum up what I see happening. Of course this doesn’t work and I remain tongue tied and if I’m not being too tough on myself, unhappy with my overall performance.

In the end it is all about people and your dealings with them. That of course can translate into dealing in cars and other manufactured commodities. I’m not as good at this as some others but I can learn. Having said that I just said that this was the end. I’m not quite clear on where all this is; somewhere presumably. We all need to pay tribute to something, occasionally.

Meanwhile I’ve stopped driving fast, most of the time, but I’m thinking about the price of petrol and the end of February. For a short month it seems to run on, never ending and it’s not even started yet. Maybe I was wrong about it nearly being Spring, it’s Winter everywhere and has been for many months and the car’s underside needs rinsed to clear all that corrosive road salt, muck and chemicals that hang there like demented stalactites. Clean, clear water, applied at high pressure, the first sign of spring and no salt ricocheting around inside the wheel arches. Lookin’ forward to it already and the celebration that surrounds the achievement of a reasonable weigh loss report. I’ve no idea who is sitting in the back.

Frozen frozen

Still no respite with the cold, those icy tentacles get everywhere and the early morning warm up has become a regular chilly routine. Any day now I fully expect some kind of breakthrough to occur, most certainly.