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Top Gear Ruined
I'm only 34. Sure some of you may think that's pretty old, but I don't feel old, and although I'm thinking of booking a pension appointment at the bank and am the father of two I by no means feel any different than I did at 21.
Yet I can feel middle age opinions creeping in. I tell myself that I'm just being practical - but watching Top Gear repeats on UKG2 yesterday I found myself judging each car by whether I'd be able to get the double buggy in it.
Surely that doesn't mean I'm ready for the scrap heap does it? I have so many plans for adventures and exciting times in my head, yet there's part of my that aspires for one thing that would make life so much more wonderful.
That thing is a Ford Focus Estate.
Yet before you scoff, that one simple thing would open up another world for our family and genuinely lead to many an exciting adventure. Not all heroes need a talking robotic car, time travelling police box or rocket that flies out of a swimming pool.
It's what we do that counts, not how we arrive.
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All you need to do is paint it up with some hippy flowers and get a talking dog.
Simple
I'm supposed to be getting a car from my dad in the next few weeks so depending how practical that turns out to be we may not bother with the Focus Estate for the time being.
RJ and I have been umming and arring about car plans this week and in the end it's probably best to wait and see what happens with this car from my dad first.
Perhaps I can paint it with go faster stripes and put a spoiler on the back!
"what's the matter with the car I'm driving?
Can't you tell that it's out of style?
Should i get a set of white wall tyres?
Are you gonna cruise the miracle mile?"
"hot punk, cool funk even if it's old junk, it's still rock and roll to me"
Man i am not old enough to be quoting that song, especially without having to look it up!
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