“Hello, I’m after a carburettor gasket set for my Humber.”

“OK. What year?”

“Sixty-four.”

“Right, a single carby, is it? Probably is.”

“As far as I’m aware.”

“That’ll be $20. I’ll post it out tonight. Should reach you tomorrow.”

Thank-you.

“No worries. Goodbye.”

“Bye.”

[The airy feeling it gives me when I say the word ‘Humber’ and the person on the other end of the phone doesn’t say “Honda?”]