Sunday 19th July 2015
Turning back to July, when I spent a weekend camping down near the Jurassic Coast in Dorset and this stop at a National Trust property came once I had packed up, left the camp site and had begun the long journey home.
It’s almost time for me to say goodbye to the bruised and abused Ford Escort, a surprise eighteenth birthday present back in 2003, which has surprised all the doubters in making it this far. If it wasn’t for my own negligence in failing to check the level of oil in the engine back in September then, no doubt, I’d be looking to renew both my tax and insurance at the end of this month. Instead, the old hatchback from 1994 is destined for a scrap yard – well, it never was going to be the ‘ultimate woodworking vehicle‘…
A few weeks ago, I was presented with the opportunity to purchase a 1999 Renault Kangoo van with a 1.9lt diesel engine and, having watched many used Citroen Berlingos and similar small vans go for the best part of £2,000 on eBay during the past six-months, I would’ve been mad to have dismissed the chance to purchase this one, with only 68,000 miles on its clock.
I’ll give you a warning in advance… This rant is going to go slightly off-topic!!
Why is it that, whenever something good happens, the bad news is rarely very far away?