echohelloworld

I love my car, but we need something more sensible so we’re going to pool our resources and get something with more space. I really want a motorbike as well, but it looks like that’s going to have to wait too. There are more pictures on Facebook and PistonHeads if you’re interested. It really is an awesome car, just too impractical for me right now. It makes me really sad to even think about selling it.

Awful Monday today. Just awful. Disturbing phone calls at midnight, back to work after a long weekend, wild variations of configuration on development and test servers, javascript misbehaving, Postfix on OSX not picking up \r\n in headers; preferring \n and missing the early pre-order of the iPhone 3G, Charlotte’s car started driving funny just before I landed on our drive. Get out of the car and I’m greeted by this lovely flat tyre. I wasn’t even going to begin to deal with this in the rain, so it will be ignored until tomorrow night.

I’ve just reminded myself that my car doesn’t have any petrol in. Tomorrow could be fun too.

I love my car. It’s brilliant! For the last (at least) 12 months, it’s been reliable as hell. Sure, it failed its MOT but I was prepared for that and it wasn’t an inconvenience.

Last night, however, when I was supposed to be going go-karting with the guys from work was an inconvenient time for my car to break down. Being the impulsive guy I am I big-fat-went go-karting anyway and left my problem until 11pm last night. Irritatingly enough, my problem hadn’t vanished by 11pm; my car was still overheating, idling high and (seemingly) overfueling. Great. So I think “I’ll try to get it home, then use Charlotte’s car”. This didn’t work. I got to between junction 9 and 8 on the M27 by 11:15pm and that’s where I stayed til 12:15pm when the nice AA man arrived to give me a lift home.

This would be all well and good, I don’t mind spending out on my car because it costs me so little normally, but I really wanted to get a tattoo this month and now I can’t! I also need to look for cheap reasons to test why my car would be playing up, and this definitely doesn’t mean taking it to a garage - I always get the distinct impression someone is trying to steal from me when I go to the garage.