More Mechanical Misery February 12, 2007
Posted by Jen in : Journal , trackbackDespite the fact that Number 1 Son still hasn’t let me forget the last incident of motoring misfortune, I am now tormented by windscreen-wiper woes. To be precise, and a tad more technical, said windscreen-wipers won’t work.
I have a sneaking suspicion that something fuse-like may have imploded while I was switching them on and off in an aggravated, ferocious and rather unlady-like manner, bellowing pleasantries such as ‘Come on, you bastards’ while they were, in fact, frozzened solid to the windscreen on Friday.
I have managed to sweet-talk the local mechanic to investigate and replace my exploded parts. But I can’t go. Because it is raining. In approximate measures of many buckets full.
With no work ’til Wednesday and the beasts on the piste, I shall have to resort to household chores and writing. I have loads to do but am mindful of the fact that, while hard work never killed anyone, it’s best not to take the chance. I might die of starvation though. Oh, hang on, it’s ok: I have half a jar of Marmite and some fluff. Rest assured, dear reader, I shall survive.
Is it Summer yet? Until then, I’ll be going nowhere.
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Winter gets a bit waring after a while, doesn’t it. I am ready for spring. Bring it on!