I am still ill, if anything I am no better than when I last wrote. However, I thought I would share with you the latest instalment in the car saga. The old VW has eventually died. Long, painful story, involving visiting several garages, some helpful, some less so, me feeling like death not at all warmed up, estimated repair costs approaching £1000 (stuff that! said Roy), then the inevitable that we must buy a new car. Now comes the total nightmare of extricating money from Building Society, transfer to bank, conversion to a variety of foreign currencies (don't ask!), sending to Hungary and finally paying for car. I wish the poor machine lasted a few more weeks, we might have avoided all this fuss.
Anyway, I couldn't find a picture of the correct colour, once I have it I'll take a piccie, but it will be a nice shade of bronze (they call it copper-red). With the pound really low it ended up the dearest car we have ever bought, by life is too short to worry about things that are beyond your control.
I am going back to bed.
1 comment:
Cute little car Julianna - hope you are feeling much better now. There are lots of strange bugs flying around Oz at the present moment - most involving throwing up!!!!! and my 3 grandsons seem to pick up anything that goes around. When you say hot weather - what temp does it get up to?
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