The last few days have sucked. (I later realised that they were little fairy flossy pretend versions of the real thing. But that’s saved up for later.) Silly little things like lack of sleep, coldsore, bad hair and sore back. And stuff like my mother getting back after three months away and having the first thing she says to me be “What’s the story with my car?” and me realising that M and I? We were bad car borrowers. We were even worse car borrowers, because we briefly thought we were good car borrowers. But we suck. We did not put the sunvisor back up when it fell off. Somehow some epoxy ended up on the passenger seat cover. So as well as the other money that borrowing the car cost us (fixing the parts that broke while it was in our command) we now feel compelled to spring for new seat covers, or our karma will never be clean.
Our case is not helped by the fact that my sister borrowed my mum’s squeeze’s car and returned it waxed, polished, massaged with the hands of Swedish virgin gymnasts with some boutique label beer in the back prettily wrapped in ribbon - just in case M and I hadn’t fully realised the crapness of our behaviour. Well, now it’s here on the internet for everyone to know, and ruefully shake their heads over. Note to World: Don’t lend us your cars. I cannot make it any sadder or plainer.
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Dennis typed this on Sep 21 07 at 11:46 pmYou are welcome to borrow my car or motorcycle whenever you need to……
I believe that you will take care of them.
And Chloe will eat you if you don’t
Mr H typed this on Sep 22 07 at 11:41 amIf you’re referring to the Operation Time Team car surely application of epoxy would improve the general condition?
But if you’re not, then it is just woeful behaviour. Bad trailer trash you.
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